"Let's go upstairs and talk about something." Dong Zimo took Mo Xiaoyu upstairs.
"What's the matter, so anxious?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
The two sat down, and Mo Xiaoyu poured Dong Zimo a cup of tea. After a while, Dong Zimo became quiet.
"I'm short of money these days, is there any way to make money?" Dong Zimo asked.
"How much money is missing, I'll help you make up, tell me, how much?" Mo Xiaoyu took out his wallet, and then took out a card. Mo Xiaoyu's money was all in this card.
"I'm not here to borrow money, I'm thinking about how to make money." Dong Zimo said.
"To make money, you haven't graduated from college yet, and it's not up to you to make money. What's the matter, is it getting pregnant if you have a woman?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with a smile.
"Hey, I'm talking about serious business. You haven't graduated yet, so you want to start a business anyway. This has nothing to do with whether you go to school or not. I'm just trying to find a way to make money now."
"No, you, Mr. Dong, never cared about these things. Isn't this a bit abnormal today?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Don't ask, when will you take me to find some antiques?" Dong Zimo said.
"It doesn't mean that something is available. It depends on luck. If you really want to make money, we can partner in this gallery. You know a lot of people, and there are many rich people. How about it? I'm in charge of painting. You are in charge of selling, half and half, how about it?"
Facing Dong Zimo's enthusiasm, Mo Xiaoyu really didn't like to pour cold water on him, and he didn't dare to offend him. If he pushes it all at once, if he hates him, will he still be in Tangzhou?
Some people are not very good at success, but if you want to talk about bad things, it¡¯s one bad and one bad. People like Dong Zimo who want to curry favor don¡¯t need to give instructions to anyone. Just a hint is enough for Mo Xiaoyu to drink a pot of.
But if you think about it the other way around and make full use of their advantages, you may be able to achieve unexpected results, so if you can bring them to play, just play together, although sometimes it will be a bit troublesome, but you may earn more .
"Does your gallery make money?" Dong Zimo's heart sank when he heard Mo Xiaoyu say that.
"It depends on how you hype it. I forgot to tell you that my paintings have won the gold medal in the painting category of the Louvre Museum in Paris, France. My name is also included in the grand prize of the Chinese painting exhibition. It has not been announced yet. With these things, you can still hype Can¡¯t get up? By the way, don¡¯t you have friends in the media industry, and I think it¡¯s okay to give them advertising fees and advertise.¡± Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Really?" Dong Zimo didn't believe it.
"Look at you, Brother Dong, if you don't even believe me, then I'm lost." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Well, if this is the case, you can really try it."
"Brother Dong, do you need money urgently now? Is it about Chen Nanlu?" Mo Xiaoyu asked in a low voice.
"Don't mention it, because of this matter, the old man criticized me a lot. Although he didn't say it clearly, I can see that his failure to compete for the secretary of the municipal party committee this time was largely influenced by me." Dong Zimo said helplessly.
"Brother Dong, it's not that serious. The selection of the chief officer of a place still depends on the ability. Of course, the relationship is more important. Your matter is a family matter, and it has nothing to do with it." Mo Xiaoyu can only comfort him, so as not to get involved in this matter. To be honest, after realizing that he might be used by Long Youxuan, Mo Xiaoyu has always been ashamed of Dong Zimo.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Annoyed, Chen Nanlu's arms and legs were broken by that bastard Mu Zhengqi, and several ribs were broken. Do you think I can let her go back and continue to be abused?" Dong Zimo said heartbroken. Said.
"Then what do you mean? Are you really going to be with her?" Mo Xiaoyu asked in surprise.
"Then what should I do? I haven't dared to ask what happened between her and that bastard painter. Is it Chen Nanlu who really has something to do with that painter, or Mu Zhengqi, a bastard who is just looking for trouble? People from the Public Security Bureau don't even dare to care. , if I don't show up, Chen Nanlu must die." Dong Zimo said in a low voice.
"That's fine. Since you have decided, as a buddy, I can only say that this matter is not that simple. I will help as much as I can. If you want money, just ask, and I will prepare"
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Before Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he heard Ji Shengjie yelling downstairs. Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback, and hurriedly got up and ran downstairs, just in time to see someone knocking on the glass door with a stick and smashing it to pieces.
The man with the stick wanted to break into the house again, and nowMo Xiaoyu had already arrived downstairs, seeing the glass smasher hit Ji Shengjie on the head with a stick, Mo Xiaoyu stepped forward and kicked the man in the chest.
This kick can be said to have exerted ten times ten strengths. Instead of hitting Ji Shengjie's head with the stick, his whole body flew upside down and hit the accomplice behind him.
Mo Xiaoyu's kick established the world. Seeing how powerful this guy is, the rest of the people retreated one after another. Mo Xiaoyu saw the red hair in the crowd, but he didn't see where Thunder Mountain was. It's fine, everything has stopped showing up.
"Who else came up? Hong Mao, did you come by yourself? Where's your boss?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at the people around him who were holding sticks but never dared to come up again, and was just kicked out by Mo Xiaoyu The little guy's face was ashen, and it looked like at least a few ribs were broken.
Hongmao's complexion was not very good, and he couldn't help but look back at a car not far away. Mo Xiaoyu understood that Lei Mingshan was hiding in that car, but he was so far away from here, so he couldn't say anything about it. It must have something to do with him. Anything without evidence is nonsense.
Taking advantage of this effort, Dong Zimo called the people from the Public Security Bureau, while Ji Shengjie was busy taking pictures with his mobile phone. In fact, he didn¡¯t need to take pictures. There are cameras in the house at the entrance. There is no problem with the evidence. Mo Xiaoyu is not sure. It's Lei Mingshan, why did he come to smash the gallery again? Could it be that he didn't know that this gallery was no longer owned by Ding Anyi?
After a while, the police arrived, but Yang Yanni didn't come. Mo Xiaoyu walked into the store and called Yang Yanni herself.
"Hey, who is it?" Yang Yanni's voice was domineering. As soon as he heard this voice, Mo Xiaoyu would think of the scene where Yang Yanni was pushed into the bedroom by Mu Yingze. What does it feel like to be tamed by Mu Yingze.
"Director Yang, it's me, Mo Xiaoyu, there is an urgent case that needs to be handled by you personally"
"I don't have time now, you can call the police and someone will deal with it."
"But it's your husband who committed the crime. It's on Chunxi Road, whether you like it or not." After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com