Atypical Respawn Broker

If you want to drive me away, I want to see how you guys died.Tsk tsk tsk, Ye Mo, I didn't expect you to have such a relationship with that kid Gu Chengqiu, hahahahaha..."

With Jiang Tao's arrogant laughter, Ye Mo could imagine his picture, that fat and greasy belly, trembling against the laughter, and the obscenity floating around the corner of his mouth.

Ye Mo kept himself indifferent, calmed down and said: "I don't know what you are talking about, brother Jiang, but you can explain to me, brother Jiang, so that I can leave another evidence and sue you for defamation."

Jiang Tao: "... Bah! You are dreaming! You are disgusting, you are dead!"

"Brother Jiang, everyone is a sensible person. I don't have time to argue with you about how many disgusting things you have done, but if you must get entangled in this matter, I think you are forcing me to get rid of you." you."

"Fart! Do you think you don't have any now! Shao Zhe's methods, I know better than you! He's fucking emptied all my resources! Now...I can't find any contacts now, Wan Lin that Road! It is completely blocked by you!"

When Ye Mo walked out of the airport, a ray of the afterglow of the setting sun fell into his eyes. He raised his hand to block it, and then opened his eyes. An extended silver commercial vehicle stopped in front of him.

A woman in a skirt got out of the car and greeted him politely.

Ye Mo grabbed the phone: "Brother Jiang, if you still want to hang out in this circle, I can give you a hand."

The woman made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Qiao is waiting for you."

Chapter 38

"Mr. Qiao?" Jiang Tao also heard the woman's voice on the phone, and shouted, "Mr. Qiao? Which Mr. Qiao! Ye Mo..."

"Beep beep..."

Ye Mo directly cut off the phone.

Counting it, Ye Mo hadn't seen Qiao Kunlin for more than ten years. Ever since Song Nianzhi passed away, he had lost contact with the circle he used to be in, and he was focused on staying in Dongzhou.

In my impression, Wanlin Group was the most dazzling CBD in J City back then, spending a lot of money to buy the commercial building with the highest rent, a total of seven floors, and now, what catches the eye is a group of antique and antique buildings, which are similar to them before. Rather, it is more like a product of a completely different time and space.

The woman who came to pick up Ye Mo was polite all the way: "Mr. Qiao and the developer invested in this area. To be honest, Wan Lin is also one of the major shareholders."

The car shuttled on the boulevard, the woman seemed to see Ye Mo's doubts, and explained to him.

"Did I ask you?" Ye Mo didn't appreciate it. For Wan Lin, even for Qiao Kunlin, he harbored disgust from the bottom of his heart. If it wasn't for his current status, he would wish he would never see Qiao Kunlin again. Don't listen. To the word "Wanlin".

"Huh?" The woman held back for no reason, and was still thinking of something to be tactful.

Ye Mo said, "I'm not interested in knowing what you're saying about Wan Lin. Since Qiao Kunlin asked you to pick me up, you don't have to bother taking me around the garden."

woman:"……"

Ye Mo caught a glimpse of the embarrassment on her face, and she didn't have the kind of empathy: "Qiao Kunlin didn't tell you, what kind of person am I?"

The woman bit her lower lip and whispered some instructions to the driver.

The speed of the car was raised all of a sudden, and it was no longer as slow as walking in the garden before.

"Mr. Qiao, Mr. Ye is here."

In the retro office, Qiao Kunlin was sitting behind the long and narrow mahogany desk. Hearing the voice of the female assistant, he raised his head slightly. When he saw Ye Mo, he inadvertently smiled. Then he stood up and walked towards the door with steady steps. The demeanor is elegant, quite the style of a decision maker who has been in business for many years.

"Xiaoye, are you finally willing to leave Dongzhou?"

The moment Ye Mo saw Qiao Kunlin, he was struggling with the thought of "beating him to death". He didn't know how much concentration he had to bear it, and he didn't greet this person with a fist.

The arc he forced out on the edge of his mouth was really unsightly.

Qiao Kunlin is the founder of Wanlin Entertainment. From an obscure and small late-stage company, it has become an important company in the entertainment industry in J City today. White, black, soft, and hard, are also people who have survived the storm, just like Shao Zhe As I said, if it weren't for the influx of the Internet, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that an established production company like Wan Lin would be able to cover the sky with one hand in the current industry.

It's a pity that the development of this world has always been unpredictable, and who can let it go. ,

Although Qiao Kunlin was over half a hundred years old, he was well-maintained, with a well-proportioned figure and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, so he couldn't tell his age.

"Hehe, as I get older, I don't like foreign things, but my own tea is better."

In front of the mahogany sofa, there was a coffee table of the same color. Qiao Kunlin slowly heated the cup, made tea, and chatted without saying a word, "I heard that you are in Tianyuan now?"

Qiao Kunlin put the filled teacup in front of Ye Mo, and said with a smile, "Shao Zhe has developed rapidly in recent years, and has the potential to catch up with us old people."

Ye Mo picked up the teacup, and the light yellow water overflowed the cup: "Mr. Qiao is getting old, isn't this because he knows the market prospects like the palm of his hand."

"Oh? Do you also think that the future will be their market?" Qiao Kunlin's eyes hidden in the lens flashed secretly.

Ye Mo took a sip of tea: "It's not that I think it, but I'm sure. President Qiao thinks so too, so why bother telling me what to say, you know, I'm too lazy to argue with you."

"Heh." Qiao Kunlin sneered, "Hehe, Ye Mo, I haven't seen you in so many years. I wanted to be polite. Since you don't want to, then open the door and say, yes, Yuan Litang did come to see me. I think he is very good, the important thing is to be sensible." Qiao Kunlin's eyes fixed on Ye Mo, and said slowly, "Much more sensible than you were back then."

However, he was disappointed, Ye Mo's face didn't move at all, and he said calmly: "Oh, then congratulations to Mr. Qiao, you have got an eye-catching kid. But the background of Yuan's family, whether it is important or not, is more important. There is still some small influence, Mr. Qiao, don't go astray like Yang Yiren."

"You! Are you threatening me?" Qiao Kunlin didn't even bother to make tea, and his voice was ruthless, revealing his true nature, "The little girl dared to design me, I'm afraid she'd ate a leopard's guts."

"She didn't eat the guts of a leopard, but she was blinded by emotions." Ye Mo squinted at Qiao Kunlin, "A person who is obviously very delicate was designed by a fledgling rookie."

"!" Qiao Kunlin was startled, and suddenly woke up, "Yuan Litang?! Could it be that he encouraged Yang Yiren?"

"Mr. Qiao didn't show his face about that incident, and the follow-up development was that Yang Yiren had to announce his relationship with Yuan Litang, and Yuan Litang became a golden couple to the outside world. Internally, um... to Mr. Qiao ... Don't you also think that he took the blame for you, would you put more resources on him? This time he came to Mr. Qiao, I'm afraid he came to negotiate terms, Wan Lin took over his business, and he will carry it for you Yang Yiren."

Ye Mo's voice is very soft, one is to prevent outsiders from hearing, and the other is that he is not the kind of loud yelling, and more importantly, when he wants to understand these things, he also feels that it is more There were bouts of chills.

Yuan Litang's method...

Ye Mo can assume that the current him is directly slapping Gu Chengqiu.

Every time Ye Mo said something, Qiao Kunlin's face became more gloomy: "If you say that, I will suspect that you are behind the scenes, otherwise how would you appear in the Weibo headquarters."

"Oh, I happened to be passing by..."

Ye Mo narrowed his eyes, quietly watching Qiao Kunlin's crazy appearance.For this person, Ye Mo likes to see him obviously disgusting himself, but there is a grievance that he can't get rid of him, it's best to be angry to death.

Qiao Kunlin's chest rose and fell, and he grabbed the cup and took a sip of tea. When he slapped the teacup on the table, it almost broke the cup: "What are you going to talk about today?"

Ye Mo: "Yuan Litang is a little rich wolf. Mr. Qiao has to take it easy when playing around. If he bites back, it won't be good."

Qiao Kunlin said viciously: "The key point!"

"Oh, I remind you kindly." Ye Mo pretended to be disappointed, "I want to say, Mr. Qiao, you should find a chain and tie him up."

"Who?"

"Jiang Tao."

Qiao Kunlin spat: "The garbage you don't want in Tianyuan, will you use it as my waste recycling station?"

Ye Mo slowly poured himself a cup of tea: "When Jiang Tao was in Tianyuan, he could send people to Mr. Qiao's bed. This trash is still useful to this little rich wolf. Not bad. Although he has no resources now, as long as Mr. Qiao is willing to let him bow his head and ears to you, it's never good. Besides, Yuan Litang can also be watched by someone, so Mr. Qiao doesn't have to worry about being pinched, eh ...like Yang Yiren this time."

Qiao Kunlin's eyes darkened, and he was decisively considering Ye Mo's proposal seriously. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Mo's condescending pride in his eyes, three points of playfulness, seven points of confidence, and a provocative aura. He couldn't help it. spread away from him.

"Damn it." Qiao Kunlin threw off his glasses and spat, "I should have killed you back then!"

Ye Mo didn't change his face: "Mr. Qiao, I'm more ruthless and vicious than that little rich wolf. I advise you to think more about it."

After leaving Wanlin Entertainment, Ye Mo hurriedly found an alley and hid in it. He staggered to the depths of the alley, and couldn't help it anymore, "Wow", and spat it out.His stomach felt as if it was overwhelmed, and he vomited until his entire face was pale, but the nausea lingering in his heart still got deeper and deeper.

Until the yellow bile was spit out, Ye Mo seemed to collapse, leaning on the wall, and slowly slid down to the ground.