Qiu Mao's mobile phone rang again, and he hung up the call directly, without the slightest hesitation, and did not look at the caller ID - no need to look, he also knew who it was.

Walking into the hall, I first saw the head of the Wan family and Wan Zheng who were playing against each other.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the Great Elder who was closing his eyes and recuperating on the side.

"The head of the house."

He stood stupidly at the door and called out, unconsciously arching his back.

The head of the Wan family is still the same majestic person, but the gray hair on his head seems to have a lot more.

Syllable!

The head of the family fell into a son.

Wan Zheng himself is not good at Go, he was sitting there scratching his ears and cheeks, and when he saw Qiu Maojin, he was immediately in a big mood.

"Grandpa! That's what I told you about the friend who gave me the idea! It's really all up to him this time! ”

Qiu Mao chuckled in his heart, and the secret way was not good.

Wan Zheng is still a fool after all, how can he say this so bluntly?

If this matter is considered by Wan Zheng himself, it is okay if others have some ideas.

But now it's a bit bad to say that it's him, Qiu Mao wants to come out.

First, the role of this matter must be Wan Zheng's biggest role, although I will suspect that someone else has an idea, but after all, Wan Zheng has grown.

Second, if this matter comes from himself, compared to Wan Zheng's stupidity, this scheming is always too demonic, and the head of the family will unload the mill and kill the donkey in order for Wan Zheng not to suffer losses in the future.

"It's your turn, hurry up." The head of the Wan family seemed to hear Wan Zheng's words, nodded the chessboard, and urged him to hurry up.

Wan Zheng had no choice but to continue to scratch his ears and cheeks.

Qiu Mao stood there dumbfounded, this was obviously to give himself a dismount, how could he not understand the meaning of this if he was as smart as he was?

It was obvious that the head of the Wan family was already dissatisfied with him.

Qiu Mao had no choice but to stand there as a pillar.

However, in the end, he is good at drilling.

Soon the look in his eyes did its job.

The head of the Wan family picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea, but the tea in the teapot didn't seem to be very much.

Qiu Mao tiptoed over and picked up the teapot to refill a cup for him.

Every muscle in his body was exerting force, trying his best to make himself look calm enough, but he was already terrified in his heart, for fear that this move would not be in line with the head of the family.

One second, two seconds.

A cup is poured to the brim.

The head of the house picked up the teacup and blew it, taking a sip.

Qiu Mao's frightened thunderstorm did not come, and he did not act, this is an attitude.

He was suddenly a little ecstatic.

The tea in the teapot seemed to be able to pour another cup.

Looking around, he walked to the coffee table, picked up a clean teacup, and went to the Great Elder's side to pour the pot of tea.

The Great Elder opened his eyes and nodded to Qiu Mao.

Qiu Mao tried very hard not to let the corners of his mouth rise, and tried to be as humble as possible.

After doing all this, he poured another pot of hot water.

The head of the Wan family drank all the tea and lost a son, and Wan Zheng knew that he had been defeated.

"You don't drink the tea that was poured for you?" The head of the family said absentmindedly.

"Drink, drink." Wan Zheng smiled and drank the tea.

"How long have you been following Zheng'er?" The family began to pack up the chessboard.

Qiu Mao knew that he was asking himself, and hurriedly took a step forward, "It's been three years. ”

"Oh, at your age, three years, that's also the old man next to Zheng'er." The head of the family put the chess pieces into the chess basket, "Follow Zheng'er and do a good job, don't think crookedly, I won't treat you badly, understand?" ”

"Yes, yes, definitely, the young master has the grace of knowing me, how can I do something sorry for him?" Qiu Mao's sweat was like rain, and the words of the head of the family were very light, but the words were like a heavy hammer smashing into his heart, pressing him out of breath.

This is the person in charge, who determines the future between understatements, and shows majesty in his gestures.

"Zheng'er, your third uncle has not been in good health recently, and his affairs will be handed over to this young man in the future." The head of the family pointed at Qiu Mao.

Qiu Mao understands that this is the way of royalty, commonly known as slapping a sweet date.

But he couldn't help but cry with gratitude, and almost knelt down.

"Thank you, thank you, master! I will live up to my trust! Assist the young master well! ”

The head of the house waved his hand, "Go ahead, then you can arrange it, I'm tired." ”

Qiu Mao and Wan Zheng immediately left the room.

Qiu Mao was like walking on the execution ground, and his whole person's energy was greatly consumed.

"What's next?" Wan Zheng asked.

Qiu Mao just wanted to speak, but the words suddenly swallowed when they reached his mouth, and he wanted to turn around, but suddenly stopped.

"Let's talk about getting in the car." He whispered.

Wan Zheng also saw that Qiu Mao's state was wrong, nodded, and continued to go out.

After sitting in the car, Wan Zheng looked back and saw the face of the old guard, and also understood why Qiu Mao was like this just now.

"Now there's no one in the way, what do you say?"

Qiu Mao's eyes were full of cruelty, "Hongmen Banquet." ”

……

Another day, Qiu Mao was once again woken up from the bed in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

Hanging up the phone weakly, Qiu Mao barely managed to get up.

When I picked up the phone, I saw that it was a bunch of missed calls.

Frowning and throwing the phone away, Qiu Mao looked at the beautiful woman lying on the bed again, it was the lovely young lady at the front desk.

But Qiu Mao was in his mind, and at this time he was thinking about Qiu Mao's beautiful female secretary.

There is even Wan Jie.

"Forget it, forget it, don't make another incident." Qiu Mao muttered.

He loves the country and the beauty, but he still loves the country a little more.

Putting on his clothes and going to the toilet to take a cold shower, his spirits were finally lifted a little, and he had to do business today.

After two whole days of preparation, plus I don't know how many resources were spent.

Qiu Mao finally had to make an appointment with Wan Jie in the name of peace talks.

Of course, the vast majority of important family members must also be called.

On the surface, he wanted to talk about what benefits Wan Jie would give Wan Zheng after handing over the family to Wan Jie.

This is not a powerless request, many dynasties can still maintain their aristocratic status, not to mention that Wan Zheng still has a lot of power now.

Qiu Mao is not only going to have a Hongmen banquet this time, but also adding a finger deer as a horse.

Whoever stands clean will be cleaned up at one time.

Qiu Mao rushed to the scene in the afternoon and met Wan Zheng, Li Zong, and Yi Wenguang.

Of course, at this time, Yi Wenguang had already been subdued.

Continuing to walk inside, he saw Wei Shao and a bunch of Jiedan Realm, with such a lineup, Qiu Mao believed that even if Xu Shuwen came, it would be a dead end.

He felt that he was strategizing, as if Zhuge Kongming was alive, and this time he did not suppress his feelings, but let himself laugh.

The untimely phone rang again, but he still didn't answer.

This is the last time, and Lao Tzu will divorce you immediately. He thought to himself.

hung up the phone, and he was valued by Wan Zheng and the head of the Wan family, and he didn't need that yellow-faced woman at all.

So this springboard can also be thrown away.

Everyone sat down, they sat on one side of the long table, Wan Zheng sat in the middle, Wei Shao sat on his left, and Qiu Mao sat on his right.

On the other side, the position corresponding to Wan Zheng was still empty, and no one dared to sit in the several positions centered on this position.

Because there are not many people who support Wan Jie at all.

Wan Jie was late, followed by a few subordinates, and walked in with broken steps, "I'm sorry, there is a bit of traffic jam on the road." ”

"It's okay." Wan Zheng smiled, today he is the winner, and it is okay to be gentle at all.

Wan Jie also smiled and nodded, brushing a few strands of hair away, "Anyway, we are all a family, and of course we won't let you have a miserable life." ”

"This is for you."

She pushed a folder to Wan Zheng, who handed it to Qiu Mao without even looking at it.

Qiu Mao opened the clip and flipped through it.

It's quite rich, and even he has to admit that he is indeed very sincere.

It's a pity that Wan Zheng's ambition doesn't stop there, his ambition doesn't stop there.

So, Qiu Mao buckled the clip and signaled with his eyes that Yi Wenguang could start.