During this time, Mo Hancheng has been worried about the things that are being said, all the connections he has used, there is no news about the news, plus the company's affairs, Mo Hancheng has been anxious recently, his beard has grown, and he has no time to deal with it, and he has dark circles under his eyes.

Justin really couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded him: "Mr. Mo, you should take a good rest first, if you continue like this, your body won't be able to stand it at all." ”

"I'm fine." Mo Hancheng raised his hand and rubbed his aching temples, closed his eyes, and made himself sober a little, and his voice was hoarse.

No matter how powerful a person is, if he goes on like this for a long time, his body will not be able to stand it, but Mo Hancheng is the backbone of the company, and many things are not said to be put down.

There are also things that are scorching, and it is impossible for him not to be anxious.

Mo Bingze also took advantage of this opportunity to constantly stumble on him, and whenever he relaxed, it was a big blow.

It seems that all the unsatisfactory came to the door during this time period.

"Is there any news from him?"

Justin knew who Mo Han was asking, pursed his lips and said, finally saying something disappointing: "Not yet." ”

Mo Hancheng didn't know how many times he had heard such an answer, but his heart was still cold because of this sentence.

"Lin asked, did you find it?"

Lin asked that this person was very mysterious, and his identity was not simple, and Mo Hancheng knew it from the beginning.

After Yan Zhuo was taken away, Lin Wen also had no news, and Mo Hancheng was also looking for Lin Wen, maybe Lin Wen knew something.

"There is no news from Lin Wen."

Mo Hancheng twisted his eyebrows and waved his hand to let people out, he needed to be alone and think about it.

Yan Zhuo's appearance from the beginning was unusual, whether it was him or the Gu family itself.

Back then, the Gu family's marriage coincided and saved his life, and after he was safe, there was news that people had come to the Gu family, but no, there was no news at all.

When he gave up, many years later, the Gu family took the initiative to contact him and asked him to help take care of Yan Zhuo.

The environment in the villa seems to have been inhabited for a long time, only in the master bedroom, there is a person who is left with Yan Zhuo, like that, it is more like being sent there without knowing it, and there is not even a memory of the past.

Later, a Lin Wen suddenly appeared, full of secrets, and then came a man who claimed to be Yan Zhuo's brother, that man was mysterious and powerful, which was far beyond his reach.

And that mysterious power.

These are all beyond the reach of the current Mo Hancheng, even if the Xiao family has a relationship with Gu Wu......

Xiao Jia...... Gu Wu ...... Grandfather......

Mo Hancheng suddenly remembered what Old Man Xiao often said to him: In this world, there are many mysterious things, you must always remember that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky.

Mo Han got up suddenly, he thought, he needed to go to see the old man immediately, the old man must know something.

"Prepare the car, go to the old man."

Assistant Jia didn't keep up with Mo Hancheng's rhythm a little: "Now?" ”

"Right now." Mo Hancheng picked up the coat on the back of the chair and strode out.

"Mr. Mo! You wait for me! Assistant Jia came back to his senses and hurried to keep up with Mo Hancheng's pace.

At the current time period, there is a bit of traffic jam on the road, and Mo Hancheng looks at the time from time to time along the way, and he looks very anxious.

Assistant Jia looked up at the appearance of Mo Hancheng in the back seat, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, is something wrong with Old Man Xiao?" ”

Aside from this, Justin couldn't think of any other reason for a while.

Mo Hancheng has always been a mature and steady person, even if he is in a hurry, he will not show it on his face, this is the first time he is so anxious.

"Nope." Mo Hancheng's thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "I just need to get an answer from my grandfather." ”

On the antique corridor, the white-haired old man, standing on the railing with a cane, looked up at the sky covered by dark clouds in the distance, and sighed deeply.

"It's time to come, it's still coming."