MTL - After the Rebirth, I Was Targeted By the Boss-Chapter 137 Disposal of four rooms

   Chapter 137 Disposal of four rooms

   Mo Shaoyong was disheartened, broke the jar, and reached out to pull his father, who was kneeling on the ground.

   "You don't need to ask him, one person does the work and one person is responsible. Anyway, I have no meaning to live now. I hide at home all day, and I don't even dare to turn on the phone. Being caught by those people is a dead end."

   "Shut up!" Mo Zhilin turned his head and scolded.

   Mo Shaoyong still sneered, but stopped speaking.

   Mo Yuwei seemed to have lost hope, with no expression on her face, and stood by.

   "Patriarch..." Mo Zhilin wanted to beg.

  Mo Shaoshen was indifferent, letting the other party kneel on the ground, his voice indifferent without the slightest warmth.

   "All the evidence has been handed over to Interpol. No matter how strong the Mo family is, they can't be above the law. As for your choice for the fourth room..."

   "Patriarch!" Mo Zhilin hurriedly interrupted, "Didn't you say let me choose myself? I haven't..."

"Of course, you can choose now." Mo Shao looked at him calmly, "If you choose to protect him, Sifang will leave the direct line from now on, and hand over the management rights of Haisen Group and other properties, move out of the old house, and lose it forever. Qualifications of family heirs.

   Abandoned him, the four rooms were business as usual, Mo Shaoyong was expelled from the genealogy, deprived of his surname, and the Mo family never had this person. "

  Mo Zhilin slumped on the ground in despair, "The owner has already handed him over to Interpol, what difference does it make if I choose him or not?"

  Mo Shao smiled lightly, "Of course there is. You choose to protect him. Even if he dies, he is still your only son. If you abandon him, even if he lives, it will have nothing to do with you in the future."

   Mo Zhilin listened, and suddenly laughed. He turned to look at his daughter.

   "Yuwei, you say, how should I choose?"

  Mo Yuwei was silent for a long time, then slowly stepped forward, helped Mo Zhilin on the ground, and cried, "Dad, you still have me."

   Mo Shaoyong, who was at the end of the road, suddenly shouted, picked up what he could get around him, and frantically beat and vented.

  I'm going to die anyway, so what else is there to worry about.

   Assistant Xu hurriedly made his eyes, and two bodyguards in black stepped forward to subdue the crazy Mo Shaoyong.

   "Send it out." Assistant Xu ordered.

  Mo Zhilin watched his son be knocked out and taken away. In a hurry, he fainted.

   Mo Yuwei hurriedly called the servant for help and helped him back to the courtyard of the fourth room.

   After the matter of the fourth room was settled, Mo Shaochen did not intend to stay in the old house, so he got up and walked out.

   Outside the courtyard of the main house, people from the big and third rooms were all there, but they were stopped by the bodyguards.

   Seeing him come out, Mo Shaotang from the big room hurriedly greeted him, "Shao Shen, are you leaving now?"

   Mo Shaotang is a humble person, indifferent to fame and fortune. When Mo Shaoshen successfully took over the position of the head of the family, apart from the protection of Mr. Mo, Mo Shaotang was the first person to stand up and support him.

  Mo Shaoshen respected Mo Shaotang very much, and nodded at him, his voice was low and flat, "There is still something in the mansion waiting for me to deal with, I will stay for a few days and go back to the old mansion to have dinner together when I have time."

   "Okay, then you take care of your health."

  Mo Shaotang knew about his physical condition and asked carefully.

   Mo Xuelin from the third room also came forward to greet Mo Shaochen.

  Mo Shao Shen responded briefly, and under the **** of six Audi A8s, the black Rolls-Royce quietly left.

   Mo Xuelin saw the convoy disappear into the distance, turned his head and said to Mo Shaotang, "I made a special trip back in the middle of the night to deal with that thing in the fourth room?"

   Mo Shaotang's face was calm, neither sad nor happy, "Didn't the third uncle see it just now? I was stopped outside like you, and I didn't go inside."

   Mo Xuelin was boring, and looked around again, "Why didn't Jinglin come?"

   "Uncle Fifth didn't go back to the old house tonight."

"how do you know?"

   "The third uncle didn't find out, the fifth uncle hasn't been back to the old house these days?"

   Mo Xuelin snorted, "I'm not your fifth aunt. I stare at him every day, have you come home? Alas, your fifth uncle is still living comfortably, the red flag at home doesn't fall, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside. It's a fairy life."

   Mo Shaotang smiled lightly and said nothing.

  On the second floor on the left side of the main house, Mrs. Mo was half sitting and half leaning on the bed, with a silk cloak on her shoulders, frowning and asking Wang Ma who was standing in front of the windowsill.

   "Gone again?"

   (end of this chapter)