MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 6 Overbearing patriarch fell in love with me

On the other side, Mo Yitao is doing the same thing as Mo Zhen, even more than he does.

"Boss, this is the information sent by the bank."

The assistant handed a thick stack of information to Mo Yitao.

The Mo family is not just a false name. In fact, as the owner of a family, he has the right to know the non-top secret information of all members of the Mo family, even if the bank has to give him a green light.

Mo Yan's bank card consumption details, Mo Tiangao couple, and Mo Yuyu's bank card consumption details and financial status.

Mo Yitao looked at the page one page. He was so eager to find the old fritters in the business world. It’s hard to find the greasy ones. The more ugly the face is, the more ugly the face looks.

"At present, it is known that Mo Yuyu has lost a large sum of money in the stock market, and Mo Yuyu’s family is absolutely unable to come up with this money. In fact, the money should be two months ago, one The person named 'Shen Feng Yue' hit the account of Mo Yuyu, and this person is Shen Cuiwei's cousin." The assistant summed up with due diligence, "I owe such a big debt to foreign debt, Mo Tiangao is now certain Very much needs money."

"So they put their thoughts on Mo Zhen's head with a large legacy." Mo Yitao put the folder on the table and threw the paper on the table, cold and cold. "What is the result of the drug?"

Assistant: "That is a new type of special medicine. Although the medicine itself is not a problem, but the effect is too strong, it is not suitable for physical deficiency. Long-term use will cause great damage to the body function."

Mo Yitao’s face was as dark as a murder.

The assistant swallowed a slobber in his heart and ordered three candles for the Mo Tiangao family. Mo Yitao, this is the real anger, even if Mo Yitao just took over Mohs, in the face of a pile of unwilling, all kinds of martyrdom, but also never revealed the ugly look like now.

It seems that the young master is more valued by the boss than he imagined.

Mo Yitao took a deep breath and said: "Looking for someone to stare at the Mo Tiangao family, what happens to me at any time."

The assistant nodded solemnly and left the office quickly.

Although Mo Yitao now wants to take a shot at the Mo Tiangao family who is unconcerned with the teenager, one of the materials is not enough evidence for conviction. Second, he does not want to simply put those people in jail.

After a little calming of anger, Mo Yitao resumed processing documents submitted by various departments.

Recently, the economic market has been chaotic and the stock market has fluctuated. Many companies have declared bankruptcy. Many of them are old companies. After two years of adjustment, Moh has successfully transformed and has not suffered any major losses in this crisis. After all, it was a sensitive period, and Mo Yitao had to stare at the company from time to time to prevent any mistakes.

Fortunately, the situation is getting better. Today, this time is busy, he can take some time below.

This busyness was busy at night. When Mo Yitao returned to the old house again, it was already very late. When he entered the door, he asked the housekeeper boy about the situation today. He learned that the teenager did not get out of the room today and had lunch. Not much, dinner only wrinkled a small bowl of soup and frowned.

Thinking of the information I found today, his heart was deeper and his heart was deeper.

With a cup of hot milk, Mo Yitao knocked on the door of He Wei.

"Please come in."

Mo Yitao pushed the door in. The young man was lying on the bed facing the computer, perhaps because he had just showered, wearing loose pajama pants, revealing two white calves, and his hair was wet, turning his head and looking at him, his eyes sparkling.

Mo Yitao felt that his heartbeat was aggravating, but the feeling was only a few seconds. He quickly sat down to the bed and asked, "Whether watching a movie? Is the eye okay?"

"Well, it's better." He Wei sat up with his cross-legged legs and moved the notebook screen toward Mo Yitao. There was a light comedy on the screen. It was very hot some time ago. Mo Yitao had not seen it. But also know that the word of mouth is good.

Mo Yitao frowned slightly. "That can't be seen for too long. I will take a break early after reading. I will help you with your doctor. I will take you to see your eyes tomorrow."

He Yan nodded his face with a sly face, and his face fell down and he didn't dare to look at him, showing a small hairpin on his head. Looking at the young boy who is so clever and dare not move, Mo Yitao is willing to reprimand him for two sentences.

He put the milk on the small cupboard next to the bed. "Drinking a cup of milk is good for sleep." This suggestion was also mentioned by the housekeeper. Although Mo Zhen also had seventeen, he could not look as good as his fourteen five. When I was old, although such a small one looked pitiful and cute, he couldn’t wait to pick it up and squat in his arms, but it still made people feel bad.

He Yanzheng was trying to give Shen Cuiwei the medicine to him. "Inadvertently" implied to Mo Yitao. The Mo family owner sent the props intimately. It really couldn't be more understanding. So He wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "I, um, I don't want to drink this... I'm sorry."

Mo Yitao was very careful to be considerate of others once, and the good intentions were still not accepted. It was not so good to be replaced by other people. He had already sent people far away, but he could face the young man, but he could not afford such a mind. . In particular, the teenager looked at him with contempt, and apologized to him in his mouth, for fear of provoke him to be angry, and could not help but make his heart soft.

Mo Yitao’s tone is not even mildly perceived by himself. “It’s okay, if you don’t want to drink, it’s not a big deal.”

He Wei continued to maintain his own poor and poor people, and his voice seemed to be ashamed of his disappointment with Mo Yitao: "I am really sorry... I used to drink milk every day, but I really don't like it. Really, I really don't want to drink anymore..." Although Shen Cuiwei is his cousin in blood, but the blood relationship is actually negligible, there is no need to ask her to marry.

Moreover, he does not want such a day to think about **** his jealousy.

Mo Yitao couldn't help but reach out to his furry head and comforted him: "It's not your fault, don't be so cautious, huh?"

He Yanhong nodded his face.

However, his blush is not shy, it is mad, he is also an adult from the soul, like this is treated like a child, it feels very subtle. That is to say, he has a good impression of Mo Yitao and does not hate his touch. Otherwise, the image of this child is really not playing.

After the incident was revealed, Mo Yitao accompanied him to watch the light comedy movie. The film quality was good. Both of them looked more focused and the atmosphere was harmonious. After watching the movie, I almost went to sleep. After saying good night to the teenager and receiving a small reply, Mo Yitao walked out of the door gently, but just closed the door of the juvenile room, he sank. I fell down.

Looking at Shen Cuiwei’s actions, she wants to screw up the young boy’s body. She will be so kind, and urge the teenager to drink milk every day? Moreover, the juvenile clearly does not like, she is still stubborn, it is too unreasonable. If there is an abnormality, there will be a demon. It is not that he is suspicious. It is really too malicious for Mo Tiangao’s family.

The results of the physical examination of Mo Zhen on the second day also confirmed his speculation.

Mo Zhen’s eyes are not caused by illness, but the result of a chronic poison.

"Mr. Mo doesn't have to worry too much, maybe because the poisoning is still broken, and there are not too many toxins in the body, so the chances of blindness are very small. With drug assistance, the toxins can be cleared in a few months." Carefully explain Mo Yitao's condition to Mo Yitao. "However, because Mo's immunity is relatively poor, he still has to pay more attention to his diet."

Mo Yitao clenched his lips and his face was very bad. "Put the medicine."

The young masters who died and their bodies were weak, and also took a large legacy, suddenly poisoned under the care of distant relatives, saying that there is no such thing as a stupid ghost.

Oh, oh. I remembered the juvenile cleverness and timid appearance of the examination, as well as the thin body that did not match the age. The doctor did not change the color to the cold face of the Mo family, and silently shook his head and sighed. A wealthy family, there are always some insidious things like this.

After coming out of the hospital, Mo Yitao collected the results of the inspection and sat on the car waiting outside the hospital as usual.

The teenager who waited in the car for a long time saw him, showing a cute smile that was fleeting, clean and without haze.

Mo Yitao’s heart gave birth to a softness due to the cute appearance of the boy. This softness was intertwined with the original anger and annoyance in his heart, forming a complex and sour feeling.

He couldn't help but reach out and pull the boy closer to him. He wrapped his arms around the thin shoulders of the boy, slammed him all over and leaned against himself.

In the air-conditioned car, the temperature of the boy passed through his thin clothes to him. He bowed his head and smiled at the young boy's eyes, unconsciously revealing a gentle smile.