"......" Quan Mo picked it up silently, Jun Pang was expressionless, the moonlight was like water, and it fell on his face with a deep feeling.

"Quan Mo."

At the other end, in the presidential suite of the 33 Days Hotel, Xi Nanxing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the night scene outside, wearing Bluetooth headsets in his ears, holding a cigarette in one hand and a ticket in the other.

Quan Mo arranged a house for him, he had never lived in it, the hotel was convenient, and the meals were ready-made, suitable for a lonely person like him.

"What's wrong?"

Quan Mo asked coldly, staring at the mobile phone card in his hand with low eyes, his fingertips white.

"Why do you suddenly want me to go back to the United States?" Xi Nanxing took a deep puff of his cigarette and said with a smile, "You can't exile me, right?" ”

Today, Quan Mo has become a veritable ruler of the DK Group, and both Quan and Xi are looking forward to Quan Mo, and Quan Mo's words are holy decrees.

"DK Group's companies in the U.S. need to be taken care of." Kwon Mo Dao.

"What if I want to stay in the domestic group?"

"Nope."

Quan Mo refused.

"Huh." Xi Nanxing laughed and smoked, "Quan Mo, you won't be worried that I will compete with you for power, right?" ”

The predecessor of DK International Group was Xijia Industry, which spanned many countries, with great wealth and wealth.

After Xi Nanxing's father died of illness, he went to prison again, his grandfather was frequently hit and exhausted, the group was not well managed, and the people below continued to fight for power...... Only then did Quan Mo officially take over the DK Group and turn the tide.

Today's DK Group has changed its surname to the right and does not have a surname.

In the garden of the villa, Quan Mo listened to Xi Nanxing's words, stared at the mobile phone card in his hand with dark eyes, and said word by word, "You can't rob me." ”

"......," Xi Nanxing smiled, "You really haven't changed at all." Come out tomorrow and play a game, and I'll go again. ”

Even many relatives of his grandfather's generation can only listen to Quan Mo's words now.

What qualifications does he, a newcomer from prison, have to rebel against Quan Mo and this person who was once just his younger brother......

"I asked someone to arrange a banquet at sea, pick up the wind and wash the dust for you, and you will leave after the banquet will start at 11 noon tomorrow."

Quan Mo said lightly and hung up the phone.

In the next second, he threw away the mobile phone card in his hand, his eyes were resolute.

“……”

Xi Nanxing bit his cigarette, listened to the mute in the headphones, couldn't help sneering self-deprecatingly, threw away the ticket in his hand, and turned around and walked to the coffee table.

Next to the crystal ashtray is a small bowl made of advertising paper, a simple version of the ashtray, which is clean and clean, without any dust at all.

Xi Nanxing half-squatted down, stretched out his hand and turned the small bowl, with a wry smile on his lips, and said to himself, "Hey, your good guy is going to be exiled to the United States......"

He called Ange's phone, and that side ...... No one.

——★——★——★——★——

"Hey......"

The hall was brightly lit, and An Ge sat on the bottom step of the spiral staircase, leaning his head against the handrail, sighing at a handful of scattered parts in the transparent bag, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you." ”

That's what killed you.

Just let you be dismembered so alive.

"Thinking so about that man, you can't even remember his number?" A mocking, cool voice came.

An Ge raised his head and saw Quan Mo standing in front of her, his face was like frost, and he looked like someone else owed him money......

"I can't remember it, but I don't break the law." I don't know if it's a crime to dismantle other people's mobile phones, she wants to sue him, sue him!