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The first thousand and seventy-three chapters strength pit father

When Mo Zhengchun was taken out by Wang Ansheng's people, he saw that the hotel was full of vehicles, especially when the city had the highest license plate numbers arrived one after another, when he saw that all of them had faces on local news and TV stations, and when he walked quickly towards Bai Molu, Mo Zhengchun's face turned pale.

Even though Mo Zhengchun's brain was slow to react, he felt something was wrong, especially those who had arrived at the hotel just now, who were all taking turns to speak on the local news station every day!

This hotel is located in the central section of the small town. So many vehicles gathered here at the same time. Teams of fully armed personnel rushed over, and even several nearby intersections were under control. Passers-by knew that something must have happened here.

Some people even saw several vehicles with regular signs flying towards this side on the road leading to the provincial capital.

There are already some turbulent changes in the border town with hundreds of thousands of people. There are already any turbulences in the city, not to mention such a big disturbance this time. After a while, the well-informed people in the small town knew that something happened tonight, and they were closely related to Mo Zhengchun, the Mo family, and it was very popular for a while.

The Mo family's villa is the richest family in the small town, and the Mo family naturally has many conveniences. For example, this villa is more suitable as a manor, covering a vast area and luxurious interior decoration. It is located in the northwest region, and there is a rockery, water and lake garden scene inside. The Mo family villa is famous throughout the small town and is called a small town.

At this moment, Mo Xinqi, who was reading the newspaper in the villa, kept beating his right eyelid. Even though he had always been unbeliever, he was a little upset and irritable for a moment.

Mo Xinqi started his career in the 1980s. After so many years of development, he finally made the Mo family's furniture company one of the largest companies in the city and the leader in the local furniture and wood industry.

The only specialty of this small border town is wood. Because of the abundant sunshine and the large number of wood forests, wood has become the most important industry in the local area.

Mo Xinqi was naturally capable of emerging from a group of industry players. When he was competing for several woodland sites outside the city, Mo Xinqi tried his best to take it down. Just like the coal bosses who occupied the mountain and became king, if he had no ability, how could he grab the coal mine and the timber site, he would have been swallowed up long ago without much ability.

However, unlike other people who occupied the Mulin Farm and earned some money by reselling wood, after Mo Xinqi occupied the Mulin Farm, he immediately began to establish a furniture factory to provide OEM for other furniture brands and even foreign brands. Later, the wood industry was in a downturn and others went bankrupt one after another, but Mo Xinqi was booming.

In recent years, Mo Xinqi has successively acquired several other large wood forest farms, established wood processing plants, and established the Mo family's furniture brand. Over the years, the Mo family has become famous locally for a while, and Mo Xinqi has become famous here.

His right eyelid kept beating, making Mo Xinqi lose his mind to read the newspaper. He threw the newspaper aside and asked Deng Xiuyun, who was sitting aside watching the TV, "That prodigal son hasn't come back yet?"

Deng Xiuyun, who was eating melon seeds and watching TV, heard Mo Xinqi's words, threw melon seeds aside in dissatisfaction and said to Mo Xinqi with a stingy voice, "What a prodigal son? Zhengchun is your son. What's wrong with him spending some money? The Mo family's property will be left for him in the future. Didn't you still want to leave it for any vixen?"

Mo Zhengchun's personality is obviously inherited from Deng Xiuyun. Mo Xinqi looked at Deng Xiuyun and could only shake his head helplessly. He and Deng Xiuyun are old couples, and they gave birth to Mo Zhengchun only after they were middle-aged.

At the beginning, he was originally greedy for Deng Xiuyun's beauty. In addition, Deng Xiuyun gave birth to Mo Zhengchun, so Mo Xinqi divorced his original wife and married Deng Xiuyun to join the family.

Over the years, Mo Zhengchun has always felt guilty about his first wife and eldest daughter, and he gives them some money every year. Deng Xiuyun is very dissatisfied with this and is always wary of Mo Zhengchun's property for the first daughter he gave birth to. Even though the other party had already left this small town, Deng Xiuyun still refused to forgive him.

Mo Xinqi was unwilling to argue with Deng Xiuyun. Every time he mentioned this, he could make a big fuss. Mo Zhengchun was originally a middle-aged son. With Deng Xiuyun's favor, you can imagine how Mo Zhengchun's personality is. Mo Xinqi didn't know how many years had been wiped out by him over the years. However, because he was in a small town, Mo Xinqi also knew people from all walks of life and did not let Mo Zhengchun make any big holes.

While Deng Xiuyun was chattering, Mo Xinqi's phone rang. After answering the phone, Mo Xinqi's face became ugly when he heard the sound on the phone.

"Let that prodigal son respond well in there!" Mo Xinqi said to the phone. He heard Mo Zhengchun enter the bureau again, thinking that he was taken in for tea again, just like in the past few years.

After a long silent phone, he sighed and said, "Boss Mo, this time is different from before!"

When Deng Xiuyun heard that Mo Zhengchun was taken into the bureau, he couldn't help but become nervous and hurried to Mo Xinqi's side.

"What does it mean?" Hearing the voice on the phone, Mo Xinqi couldn't help but be stunned. Although Mo Zhengchun did a lot of bullying, most of them were bullying people with power. Mo Xinqi didn't believe that with Mo Zhengchun's courage, he would dare to do something bold.

After a few seconds of silence on the phone, he said, "Boss Mo, I have taken good care of you in the past, and this time I am still a favor. This time the other party is the Asian Charity Foundation and is a person from Yanjing. There is only so much you can say. Boss Mo takes care of you in the future!"

A long busy voice came from the phone. Mo Xinqi sat there for a while and it took a while to put down the phone. Mo Xinqi believed that with the status and identity of the person who called him, if it were not for something, the other party would never have said such a thing.

"Old Mo, what's wrong with Zhengchun? Why don't you talk? You are just such a son, and you can't stand by death and refuse to save him!" Deng Xiuyun cried to Mo Xinqi in tears.

"Why are you crying? You are not what you are abusing to me? That's why the prodigal son really comes in!" Mo Xinqi cursed at Deng Xiuyun, but Deng Xiuyun was crying here, which made Mo Xinqi irritable. Now he didn't even know anything, which made Mo Xinqi feel even more bad.

Deng Xiuyun looked at Mo Xinqi and said in a crying voice, "The Mo family is just a single seedling. If something happens to Zhengchun, I will not be alive. You can't ignore him!"

Mo Xinqi was upset and got up and walked back and forth in the living room a few steps, picked up his cell phone and started calling again.

A few minutes later, Mo Xinqi's face became more and more ugly when he called. He either had no answers to the phone, or he immediately hung up the phone like a snake or scorpion after hearing it. It would be fine if one person or two people, but this was the case with more than a dozen calls in succession, Mo Xinqi's face became more and more ugly.

These people are all connected by Mo Xinqi over the years, and they have a certain status and connections locally, but this time it is the same, which makes Mo Xinqi's heart heavier.

Deng Xiuyun didn't dare to cry anymore. Looking at Mo Xinqi, whose face was gloomy and could drip into water, she also felt something was wrong. She had never seen Mo Xinqi show such a look in so many years.

What made Mo Xinqi most worried was that he didn't know what Mo Zhengchun did, and Mo Xinqi didn't know what he did or what he did. He had reached such a point that no one could dare to say something to Mo Xinqi!

"Old Mo, what should I do now?" Deng Xiuyun's harshness disappeared at this time, and he looked at Mo Xinqi with some fear.

Mo Xinqixin had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. He was not in the mood to scold Deng Xiuyun now. The Mo family is just like Mo Zhengchun, and Mo Xinqi was also afraid that something would happen to him.

At this time, the phone on the table vibrated again. When I saw the person who was calling, Mo Xinqi answered the phone, "What's wrong?"

The person who called the Mo family's general manager of the wood processing company, and he has been with Mo Xinqi for more than ten years. He is Mo Xinqi's confidant.

"Mr. Mo, something happened," said the general manager of the furniture factory on the phone anxiously, "All the wood we sent abroad has been returned!"

"I understand, you can deal with it first," Mo Xinqi said angrily when he heard the general manager's urging on the phone, "What do you want to eat? Find out what the reason is. I will deal with it if I have time!"

Throwing the phone aside and putting it on weekdays is enough for Mo Xinqi to deal with it immediately. Exporting the processed wood to foreign furniture companies is one of Mo Xinqi's main profits, but Mo Xinqi has no intention of dealing with it now.

However, the phone number started, and then it started to ring one after another like a death talisman. Foreign furniture companies stopped accepting wood, the furniture brand manufacturers of Mojia processing terminated their cooperation, and the Mojia Furniture Factory's foreign-provincial distribution agents stopped selling Mojiade furniture.

The phone on the table was still ringing, and every vibration made Mo Xinqi unable to help but feel fear. The Mo family’s business was over. Mo Xinqi had only such an idea in his mind. In just half an hour, the Mo family’s wood factory, furniture factory, and OEM business was over!

Deng Xiuyun fell to the ground. Deng Xiuyun heard the phone call he had just called. She also knew what this meant to the Mo family. The entire Mo family furniture factory's business was almost done, and millions of products were piled up in the warehouse.

Mo Xinqi felt dizzy at this time, and his phone started to ring again. Mo Xinqi and Deng Xiuyun looked at the phone on the table and couldn't help but feel afraid. Mo Xinqi couldn't imagine that he would be afraid of a mobile phone for most of his life.

When I picked up my phone and pressed the call button, even after most of the day, Mo Xinqi felt that he had experienced enough blows, but when he heard the sound from the phone, Mo Xinqi couldn't help but scream, "What, take back our wooden forest farm?"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xinqi was dizzy, and the darkness in front of him fell down amid Deng Xiuyun's screams. Mo Xinqi's last consciousness was that when he saw that bastard Mo Zhengchun, he had to beat the cheater to death!
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