Hong Kong movies let you be undercover, not the boss!

When Song Wenwu heard what his manager said, he did not answer directly but asked,

“How’s the stock market doing!”

When the manager heard this, the expression on his face seemed to change, from the awkward expression at the beginning to a happy smile without any sense of violation.

"Young Master Song, the stock market situation is great!"

"Originally, Mohs Bank's stock price was soaring, and by the time it peaked in the afternoon, it had doubled fivefold,"

"But as soon as General Manager Song Wei took action, he immediately stopped the rise in the share price of Mo's Bank. It also dropped from 31 yuan per share at its peak to 29 yuan per share before it stopped trading!"

When Song Wenwu heard this, the expression on his face looked better!

After all, Mo Ran has done so much, isn’t it just to raise the share price of Mo’s Bank, so that he can have a classic close-low-sell-high strategy?

How could he not be happy now that his father had knocked him back to his original state?

"In other words, ordinary people in Hong Kong are still very resistant to Mo Ran's identity?"

When the manager heard this, he immediately nodded with certainty and said,

"Yes, Mr. Song,"

"Not only are ordinary people on Hong Kong Island very resistant to Mo Ran's identity as a short mule, but even after Mo Ran's identity as a short mule was revealed, the reputation of the Hao family was also somewhat damaged!"

"After all, ordinary people in Hong Kong now feel extremely hatred for the dwarf mules who are running rampant on Hong Kong Island!"

"After all, people who open shops on Hong Kong Island now have to pay a cleaning fee for those short mules in addition to paying taxes!"

"How can they have a good impression of a short mule who takes money from his own purse!"

When Song Wenwu heard this, he immediately picked up the cigarette on the table with a happy face. He just put the cigarette into his mouth.

The manager who was standing opposite Song Wenwu just now took out his lighter and came to his side. After lighting his cigarette, he returned to his original position with a sensible look!

Song Wenwu glanced at him with a hint of admiration and said,

"In other words, if you write about Mo Ran's scandal in the newspaper, the short-term sales will definitely not be reduced because of the reduction of newsstands!"

When the manager heard this, he immediately started his rainbow fart show,

"Genius, Mr. Song. In such a passive situation, you found such an effective way to increase sales so easily!"

"Stop flattering." Facing the manager's flattery, Song Wenwu said indifferent words, but the smile on his face couldn't stop showing.

After a moment, Song Wenwu picked up the landline in front of him and called his cousin Song Wei, the general manager of Song Media!

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Central, Jinzun Villa Area,

When Aji heard the phone ringing in the living room, he shook off the blood-stained tongue on the dagger with an evil smile.

woo woo woo woo……

Song Wei, who was lying on the ground at the moment, couldn't scream in pain because his tongue was cut off. He could only whine with an expression of pain and helplessness on his face...

When Ah Ji saw this scene, he squatted down with a look of enjoyment on his face, and while swiping the bloody blade on Song Wei's face, he said,

"Do you know what I'm going to do next?"

"Woooooooo..."

Seeing Song Wei, he could only whine with fear on his face and twist his body desperately to try to stay away from this psychopath Aji!

but……

How could he move so easily when his limbs were held down by several strong men?

Not only did Song Wei's resistance not make Aji angry, but it actually made the expression of enjoyment on Aji's face grow even more!

"I watched a movie recently,"

"The movie tells the story of a soldier who was injured by a gunshot. Due to the lack of anesthetic, he had to use ice cubes to make the wound unconscious, and then removed the bullet!"

At this point, Ah Ji gave a look to one of his younger brothers. The younger brother very sensibly went to the refrigerator and took out a drawer of ice cubes.

As the ice cubes were brought over, the younger brother who was holding down the limbs immediately forced Song Wei's hands and feet into the ice cubes!

A sharp tingling sensation spread to Song Wei's brain, making Song Wei's physical struggle even more intense!

Unfortunately, the fierce struggle did not allow Song Wei to escape the trap. Instead, the accelerated heartbeat caused the amount of blood coming out of his mouth to increase.

"Don't worry, I'll start quickly."

A few minutes later, after Song Wei lost consciousness due to the coldness of the ice, Ah Ji used extremely fast techniques to break his hand and hamstrings!

After doing all this, Aji looked at Song Wei, who was ashen-faced, and spoke softly,

"Don't worry, you won't die!"

After Aji finished speaking, he gave his younger brother a look!

The younger brother immediately picked up the phone and dialed the ambulance number.

"Jinzun Villa, third row, fourth building, someone is bleeding heavily, please arrange for an ambulance to come!"

When Song Wei heard this voice, a look of survival appeared on his face that was ashen just now!

But what he didn't see was that the moment his face showed an expression of survival, the expression of enjoyment on Aji's face immediately added a touch of cruelty!

brush brush...

Ah Ji slashed Song Wei's face with a knife, instantly making him lose his sight. Then he put away the dagger and picked up the chopsticks on the ground, controlled the force and thrust it into his ear!

After doing all this, Aji stood up and looked at Song Wei's family in the living room, whose faces were full of fear.

Then he said to his younger brother expressionlessly,

"Do you know what to do!"

When the younger brother heard this, he immediately pulled the pistol aimed at their heads without hesitation!

Just when Aji and his party finished all this and left, Song Wenwu, who called three times but no one answered,

The happy expression on his face instantly changed to an angry one.

"Made, what is this Song Wei doing!"

"If it weren't for the fact that he is my cousin, he would be sitting in the position of general manager!"

The manager did not echo Song Wenwu's scolding, but after Song Wenwu finished scolding, he spoke with an expression on his face as if he was explaining for Song Wei,

"Mr. Song, the general manager may not have answered the phone because he was dealing with work,"

"After all, the black material we broke out is some truth among lies, and some truth among lies. This way, although the effect can be maximized, the workload is also huge!"

After listening to the manager's explanation, Song Wenwu did not dwell on the issue anymore, but said to the manager,

"The headline of tomorrow's newspaper will be Mo Ran's dark history. Think about what headline can attract attention!"

When the manager heard this, he was silent for a few seconds and then said with a smile on his face,

"Master Song, besides being a short mule, Mo Ran also has another identity!"

Song Wenwu certainly knows what Mo Ran's other identity is, but if this identity is not handled well, it will not end well!

The manager saw Song Wenwu's inner worry and immediately said,

"Young Master Song, now people are very resistant to the return of [-],"

"If we link Huo Zhaotang's death to this, then we can both attack Mo Ran and get rid of the negative factors that public opinion has against you!"

When Song Wenwu heard this, he looked at the manager in front of him with an excited expression.

"You're such a smart kid!"

"Not bad!"

"If you accomplish this, I will personally give you a big red envelope...!"