The national school idol is a girl

In addition, the two people who were locked up did not know about the live broadcast, so Mr. Jiang still felt that with his financial resources, this matter could be reduced to a big deal and a trivial matter.

It's a pity that the person he is facing now is Qin Mo.

Mr. Jiang didn't know the eldest son of the Qin family.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be this attitude.

The finger was about to poke the person's face: "Look at you, you just graduated. You can't make the decision in my affairs. Replacement!"

Bo Jiu stood nearby, thinking that Mr. Jiang would not survive tonight, and it was not good to offend anyone.

Qin Mo's face did not change. He lowered his head and wrote a few words, then tapped the table to signal the person next to him to record.

Seeing this, Mr. Jiang narrowed his eyes and stood back: "I won't say anything more until my lawyer comes."

"Then you can rest assured, your personal lawyer can't come." Qin Mo put down the pen with a handsome profile.

Hearing this, Mr. Jiang felt uneasy for some reason.

Probably because of the other person's aura.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but said: "I want to have a phone call with my lawyer."

Qin Mo made a gesture of please.

As soon as Jiang Xin got the phone and dialed, he heard a hurried voice: "Mr. Jiang is not good, there is a problem with our accounts, and there is something about the last project... Wait a minute!"

Then there was a buzzing sound.

Click.

Qin Mo played with the lighter in his palm and said in a calm tone: "It seems that you have quite a lot of crimes, and now you have all the evidence."

Jiang Xin's face turned pale.

But why did these people actually find his lawyer's home at this time?

Could this be too much of a coincidence?

Only Bo Jiu knew that this was not a coincidence.

Great God has always been like this, every word he says has a purpose.

I guess he was counting the time and felt that it was almost time, so he asked Mr. Jiang to throw himself into a trap and guide him to make that phone call.

Just like that, in front of Jiang Xin, Qin Mo made a phone call: "You don't need to check the lawyer. Check the projects that Mr. Jiang has been in contact with, especially those with accounts."

Suddenly, Jiang Xin's face turned as pale as snow: "You, you!"

Qin Mo stood up and said slowly, "Where's Uncle Huang? He makes the decision here."

. "Huang Aihua: ...He was standing next to me!

"Entertain him well." The hospitality in Qin Mo's mouth was definitely not the polite kind.

When Mr. Jiang heard this, he slumped down on his chair, completely losing the domineering aura he had just now.

"You, who are you?"

Heavy:

In addition, the two people who were locked up did not know about the live broadcast, so Mr. Jiang still felt that with his financial resources, this matter could be reduced to a big deal and a trivial matter.

It's a pity that the person he is facing now is Qin Mo.

Mr. Jiang didn't know the eldest son of the Qin family.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be this attitude.

That finger was about to poke someone's face: "Look at you, you just graduated. You can't make the decision in my affairs. Replacement!"

Bo Jiu stood nearby, thinking that Mr. Jiang would not survive tonight, and it was not good to offend anyone.

Qin Mo's face did not change. He lowered his head and wrote a few words, then tapped the table to signal the person next to him to record.

Seeing this, Mr. Jiang narrowed his eyes and stood back: "I won't say anything more until my lawyer comes."

"Then you can rest assured, your personal lawyer can't come." Qin Mo put down the pen with a handsome profile.

Hearing this, Mr. Jiang felt uneasy for some reason.

Probably because of the other person's aura.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but said: "I want to have a phone call with my lawyer."

Qin Mo made a gesture of please.

As soon as Jiang Xin got the phone and dialed, he heard a hurried voice: "Mr. Jiang is not good, there is a problem with our accounts, and there is something about the last project... Wait a minute!"

Then there was a buzzing sound.

Click.

Qin Mo played with the lighter in his palm and said in a calm tone: "It seems that you have quite a lot of crimes, and now you have all the evidence."

Jiang Xin's face turned pale.

But why did these people actually find his lawyer's home at this time?

Could this be too much of a coincidence?

Only Bo Jiu knew that this was not a coincidence.

The Great God has always been like this, every word he says has a purpose.

He probably counted the time and felt that it was almost time, so he asked Mr. Jiang to throw himself into a trap and guide him to make that phone call.

Just like that, in front of Jiang Xin, Qin Mo made a phone call: "You don't need to check the lawyer. Check the projects that Mr. Jiang has been in contact with, especially those with accounts."

Suddenly, Jiang Xin's face turned as pale as snow: "You, you!"

Qin Mo stood up and said slowly, "Where's Uncle Huang? He makes the decision here."

. "Huang Aihua: ...He was standing next to me!

"Entertain him well." The hospitality in Qin Mo's mouth was definitely not the polite kind.

When Mr. Jiang heard this, he slumped down on his chair, completely losing the domineering aura he had just now.

"You, who are you?"