Glory Greenery

Chapter 260 Help you vent your anger
In the office of a bureau in Milan, Italy, Yang Mo was handcuffed to a chair.

On the chairs next to him, sat Yang Yue and Liu Ning.

Lin Xinluo and his group were sitting on the chairs opposite them.

At this time, Lin Xinluo was looking at Yang Mo proudly, as if waiting for Yang Mo's bad luck.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Encountering such a thing, Yang Yue was a little at a loss.

Next to him, Liu Ning also whispered, "Why don't I call my dad."

"No, I've already called Jaina, let's just wait." Yang Mo didn't panic at all.

"Cut, keep pretending!"

On the opposite side, Lin Xinluo showed disdain and said something in a low voice.

The woman looked at the clothes of Yang Mo and the three of them. They were not ordinary sportswear, but they were street stalls. It looked like they were not rich people.

Therefore, Lin Xinluo was sure that the three people in front of him had no background.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked her assistant to grab Liu Ning's phone before.

After several people waited here for a few minutes, someone from Jingju came to them for a record investigation.

Jing Cha who came was an Italian man in his 30s. After entering the door, the male Jing Cha pulled a chair in front of Yang Mo.

Perhaps because Yang Mo is Chinese, Jing Cha's tone was very arrogant: "Chinese, tell me, what's your name! Why did you hit someone!"

"Until my lawyer comes, I won't say anything!"

Hearing Yang Mo's words, the male Jingcha became a little unhappy on the spot, and came up and grabbed Yang Mo's neckline.

"Chinese, this is Italy, not China! You'd better cooperate with me obediently."

Seeing Jingcha's actions, Yang Yue and Liu Ning exclaimed in shock.

Lin Xinluo next to him showed a smug expression again, and did not forget to add: "Mr. Jingcha, this Chinese just hit my bodyguard!"

When Jingcha heard Lin Xinluo's words, he turned his head and said strangely, "Aren't you Chinese?"

Lin Xinluo heard the words, and quickly denied it: "I'm not, I'm an idiot."

Unexpectedly, Yang Mo, who had never paid much attention to Lin Xinluo, heard this, but suddenly said: "Let your mother go, Dawan is also from China!"

"Stinky boy, you'd better be honest with me!"

Hearing Yang Mo speaking in Chinese, the male Jing Cha shouted loudly.

Then, seeing the mask on Yang Mo's face, he said very displeased: "Here, you are not allowed to wear a mask."

With that said, the male Jingcha pulled off Yang Mo's mask.

However, just after Jingcha took off Yang Mo's mask, he suddenly looked at Yang Mo's face in a daze.

"You are..., you are..."

Nan Jingcha looked at Yang Mo's face, as if thinking of something.

After you shouted several times, the man suddenly yelled: "I remember! You are Bayern's China Yang!"

This guy recognized Yang Mo.

"Is it really you, Mr. Yang, just now...I'm really sorry..."

For some reason, after this guy recognized Yang Mo, he immediately rubbed his hands and feet with embarrassment.

Obviously, for this guy, Yang Mo is definitely a big shot.

It's also someone he can't afford to offend.

In Europe, if Yang Mo was just a purely rich Chinese, then male Jingcha would definitely not be afraid.

But Yang Mo, as a well-known football star, once any abuse scandal breaks out in the game, the pressure of public opinion will definitely hit overwhelmingly.

At that time, he probably won't be able to keep his job 100%.

But at this time, just opposite Yang Mo, Lin Xinluo, who had a proud face just now, was a little dumbfounded when he saw such a huge change in the male Jingcha's attitude.

She looked at Yang Mo whose mask had been ripped off. Although she felt familiar, she couldn't remember who it was.

Looking at the embarrassing behavior of the male Jingcha, Lin Xinluo thought to himself, could this be a big shot.

"Miss Lin, he is Yang Moye!"

However, Lin Xinluo didn't recognize Yang Mo, but the assistant next to him recognized him at a glance, and hurriedly whispered to Lin Xinluo.

"Which Yang Mo?" Lin Xinluo didn't react for a while.

"The one playing football."

The assistant's words at this time finally reminded Lin Xinluo of the face in front of him, and Yang Mo, the name that seemed to appear in the Chinese media circles recently.

At this time, Lin Xinluo suddenly realized that what happened today might be a big mess.

And just when Lin Xinluo felt something was wrong, the door of the room was pushed open again, and an old Caucasian man in a costume walked in accompanied by a young Chinese man in a black suit.

The male scene in the room saw the old white man, and immediately stepped forward and saluted in Italian: "Hi, Director!"

But at this time, the director had no intention of dealing with his subordinates at all, and said with a dissatisfied face: "Hurry up and let Mr. Yang loose the handcuffs."

Just when the male Jingcha uncuffed Yang Mo, the bureau chief said to Yang Mo with an apologetic face: "Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry..."

After the director finished speaking and watched Yang Mo being let go, the young Chinese who came with the director said: "Hi Yang Mo, I am Xiao Hu from the Chinese Consulate in Milan. We have already dealt with your matter. You You can leave."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Yang Mo got up and thanked.

On the way to the Bureau just now, he called Jaina to tell the whole story, and asked Jaina to ask the consulate for help.

In Yang Mo's view, if this matter is resolved through official channels, it will be very troublesome even if it can be resolved, and it will make things worse because of his identity.

Instead, go straight to the consulate and it will be much easier to get the consulate to come forward.

"You... how could you let him go..."

At this time, Lin Xinluo, who was still a little confused, couldn't help shouting when she saw that Yang Mo was let go.

But at this time, no one paid any attention to her.

After leaving the bureau, Yang Mo thanked the staff of the consulate again and said goodbye.

Back at the hotel that night, Yang Mo received a call from Le Ming from China.

"Boss, that woman asked someone to find me and said she wanted to apologize to you, please let her go."

Hearing this, Yang Mo asked strangely, "Who? Who are you talking about?"

Le Ming replied, "It's that Lin Xinluo."

"What's up with her?"

The more Yang Mo listened, the more strange he became. Although he was angry about what happened today, he still wanted to make that woman look good.

But to be honest, he didn't have a good way to deal with that woman.

After all, the two of them are in two circles, and they can't use their strength.

"That's weird. An old friend in my circle called me today, saying that Lin Xinluo had provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, that the TV series he was about to launch was censored, and that several companies in the circle had produced, There are hairstyles and theaters, and they all announced that they would not cooperate with her. I thought about the daytime affairs, and thought it was you who asked someone to do it."

Hearing what Le Ming said, Yang Mo smiled wryly and said, "Okay, my brother Le, I was a poor boy before I played football, how can I have such a great background ability?"

"That's right." Le Ming found that what Yang Mo said made sense, "But if it's not you, who is it?"

Le Ming fell into deep thought, and Yang Mo was equally puzzled.

At the same time, in the room next to Yang Mo, his younger sister Yang Yue was taking a bath, and Liu Ning just received a call from his mother.

"Darling girl, Mom has already vented your anger for you. Your uncle has already blocked that little star's TV series. Your father also called his friends. When I return to China tomorrow, I will go to your grandfather and ask him Over there at the bay..."

(End of this chapter)