Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning
Chapter 280 Weird, Really Weird
Wen Ting, who came to the top office of Zhu's Zhu's Building alone, stood there obediently.
In the morning, Zhu Mo sent him a message, telling him to come here and wait for him, not the Zhu family.
Wen Ting was naturally obedient and came half an hour early as required.
Looking at the cameras that can be seen everywhere in the office, his thoughts of secretly sitting down and resting were swept away.
Now he is over 90 years old, and his old legs can't help shaking just standing there.
After waiting for almost an hour, Wen Ting tapped his thigh, his face was full of discomfort.
"Why is this little thing so ignorant of time, it's more than half an hour late..." Wen Ting muttered softly, rolling his cunning eyes around.
Thinking about how to find the blind spot of the camera, Wen Ting, who secretly sat on the ground for a rest, heard the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor outside.
He immediately turned to the door on crutches, with an extremely obsequious smile on his old face full of vicissitudes.
Sure enough, Zhu Mo walked in with a few well-dressed men in suits.
"Hey...Hello Master Zhu!"
Glancing at the flattering Wen Ting, Zhu Moli ignored him, walked towards the sofa and sat down.
Facing Zhu Mo's indifferent Wen Ting, he didn't show any displeasure, and followed Zhu Mo's ass to sit on the sofa opposite him.
Just as his butt was sticking to the sofa, the lovely woman standing behind Zhu Mo shouted coldly: "Did the master let you sit?"
Wen Ting was so frightened that he quickly stood up and apologized: "Oh...I'm so sorry, Master Zhu."
"I'm getting old, and this old bone won't last long. Forgive me, Patriarch Zhu..." Wen Ting muttered pitifully, with a flattering smile still on his face.
"Number Seven, how can you be so rude to Mr. Wen?"
"I'm sorry, Patriarch." No. [-] apologized aggrievedly with a pouty face.
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Wen Ting: "Sit down, Mr. Wen. How is things going? Is Wen Zhong willing to leave Tianjing City?"
Wen Ting sat down and patted his chest with a smile: "Don't worry about the old man's work. That boy Wen Zhong said that as long as you let the Wen family off, he can agree to any conditions."
"Hey, this little thing is easy to fool. You tell me all the conditions you offer, and I will definitely handle them all for you."
Nodding in satisfaction, Zhu Mo told No. [-] beside him: "Then call the money to Elder Wen as required in the afternoon."
"Yes!" Number Seven nodded in response.
Hearing that Zhu Mo was going to send money to him in the afternoon, Wen Ting was so excited that his old face flushed, and he was secretly happy.
Although he has a high seniority in the Wen family, it does not mean that he is also rich in financial resources.
Wen Ting, who was obsessed with collecting antiques for the rest of his life, could not resist the temptation given by Zhu Mo after all.
Not only was there a huge sum of money, but there was also a treasure that he simply couldn't refuse.
"That...can you let me see the dragon pattern gourd bottle. I'll just take a look first...you can give it to me after the matter is done." Wen Ting said in a humble tone.
Zhu Mo, who still had a serious face, couldn't help laughing, pointed at Wen Ting and said contemptuously, "Look at your talent, you like antiques so much when you're old?"
Wen Ting scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "This is the only interest in being alive. You are laughing, Master Zhu."
"I prepared it for you a long time ago, let's take it away today." Zhu Mo said indifferently.
Afterwards, a strong man gently placed his delicate wooden box in front of Wen Ting.
Wen Ting couldn't help showing a smile and caressing the wooden box in front of him: "Can I take it away today?"
Seeing Zhu Mo nodding, Wen Ting smiled brightly like a happy child.
Carefully opened the wooden box, eyes full of greed and appreciation.
He couldn't stop praising: "It's so beautiful... It's hard to imagine that there are such exquisite things in the world."
Wen Ting, who had admired it for a long time, realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately closed the wooden box awkwardly: "By the way...how is brother Zhu Cheng doing recently?"
"Zhu Cheng?"
After Zhu Mo heard the name, he looked up at his watch and said casually, "He's dead, his funeral will be held in an hour."
Looking up at him coldly: "Are you familiar with each other?"
"Ah! Dead...I...I don't know him very well, just a nodding acquaintance."
Wen Ting, who originally wanted to rely on people he knew to make friends, did not expect such an embarrassing thing to happen.
buzzing...
At this moment, the man in a suit and sunglasses standing behind Zhu Mo took out his vibrating cell phone from his pocket, covered his mouth after answering the call and whispered, "Hey, yes!...Understood, I'll pass it on to the Patriarch now."
The man in the suit hung up the phone, bowed slightly to Zhu Mo, and said, "Patriarch, Zhu Liangping and Zhu Liangyin, the senior members of the family, committed suicide at home."
Zhu Mo raised his legs and nodded calmly: "Well, it's a pity. Let's hold the funerals of the two brothers together."
Soon, the man in the suit's cell phone vibrated again. After answering the call, he said a few words and bowed to Zhu Mo again:
"Patriarch, our people just discovered that your cousin Zhu Yu committed suicide in the casino, please condolences."
Wen Ting was so frightened that he sat upright, not daring to speak out.
Raising Erlang's legs, Zhu Mo clacked his ears impatiently: "Why do these guys always rush to commit suicide these days? Do you think it's strange?"
"what?"
Was stunned by the question, Wen Ting answered slightly after a while: "Weird...it's really weird. Maybe...maybe people are under a lot of pressure recently..."
Wen Ting is not a fool, it is strange enough that the two brothers committed suicide at home, and the other committed suicide in the casino?
I'm afraid they all committed suicide.
In the morning, Zhu Mo sent him a message, telling him to come here and wait for him, not the Zhu family.
Wen Ting was naturally obedient and came half an hour early as required.
Looking at the cameras that can be seen everywhere in the office, his thoughts of secretly sitting down and resting were swept away.
Now he is over 90 years old, and his old legs can't help shaking just standing there.
After waiting for almost an hour, Wen Ting tapped his thigh, his face was full of discomfort.
"Why is this little thing so ignorant of time, it's more than half an hour late..." Wen Ting muttered softly, rolling his cunning eyes around.
Thinking about how to find the blind spot of the camera, Wen Ting, who secretly sat on the ground for a rest, heard the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor outside.
He immediately turned to the door on crutches, with an extremely obsequious smile on his old face full of vicissitudes.
Sure enough, Zhu Mo walked in with a few well-dressed men in suits.
"Hey...Hello Master Zhu!"
Glancing at the flattering Wen Ting, Zhu Moli ignored him, walked towards the sofa and sat down.
Facing Zhu Mo's indifferent Wen Ting, he didn't show any displeasure, and followed Zhu Mo's ass to sit on the sofa opposite him.
Just as his butt was sticking to the sofa, the lovely woman standing behind Zhu Mo shouted coldly: "Did the master let you sit?"
Wen Ting was so frightened that he quickly stood up and apologized: "Oh...I'm so sorry, Master Zhu."
"I'm getting old, and this old bone won't last long. Forgive me, Patriarch Zhu..." Wen Ting muttered pitifully, with a flattering smile still on his face.
"Number Seven, how can you be so rude to Mr. Wen?"
"I'm sorry, Patriarch." No. [-] apologized aggrievedly with a pouty face.
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Wen Ting: "Sit down, Mr. Wen. How is things going? Is Wen Zhong willing to leave Tianjing City?"
Wen Ting sat down and patted his chest with a smile: "Don't worry about the old man's work. That boy Wen Zhong said that as long as you let the Wen family off, he can agree to any conditions."
"Hey, this little thing is easy to fool. You tell me all the conditions you offer, and I will definitely handle them all for you."
Nodding in satisfaction, Zhu Mo told No. [-] beside him: "Then call the money to Elder Wen as required in the afternoon."
"Yes!" Number Seven nodded in response.
Hearing that Zhu Mo was going to send money to him in the afternoon, Wen Ting was so excited that his old face flushed, and he was secretly happy.
Although he has a high seniority in the Wen family, it does not mean that he is also rich in financial resources.
Wen Ting, who was obsessed with collecting antiques for the rest of his life, could not resist the temptation given by Zhu Mo after all.
Not only was there a huge sum of money, but there was also a treasure that he simply couldn't refuse.
"That...can you let me see the dragon pattern gourd bottle. I'll just take a look first...you can give it to me after the matter is done." Wen Ting said in a humble tone.
Zhu Mo, who still had a serious face, couldn't help laughing, pointed at Wen Ting and said contemptuously, "Look at your talent, you like antiques so much when you're old?"
Wen Ting scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "This is the only interest in being alive. You are laughing, Master Zhu."
"I prepared it for you a long time ago, let's take it away today." Zhu Mo said indifferently.
Afterwards, a strong man gently placed his delicate wooden box in front of Wen Ting.
Wen Ting couldn't help showing a smile and caressing the wooden box in front of him: "Can I take it away today?"
Seeing Zhu Mo nodding, Wen Ting smiled brightly like a happy child.
Carefully opened the wooden box, eyes full of greed and appreciation.
He couldn't stop praising: "It's so beautiful... It's hard to imagine that there are such exquisite things in the world."
Wen Ting, who had admired it for a long time, realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately closed the wooden box awkwardly: "By the way...how is brother Zhu Cheng doing recently?"
"Zhu Cheng?"
After Zhu Mo heard the name, he looked up at his watch and said casually, "He's dead, his funeral will be held in an hour."
Looking up at him coldly: "Are you familiar with each other?"
"Ah! Dead...I...I don't know him very well, just a nodding acquaintance."
Wen Ting, who originally wanted to rely on people he knew to make friends, did not expect such an embarrassing thing to happen.
buzzing...
At this moment, the man in a suit and sunglasses standing behind Zhu Mo took out his vibrating cell phone from his pocket, covered his mouth after answering the call and whispered, "Hey, yes!...Understood, I'll pass it on to the Patriarch now."
The man in the suit hung up the phone, bowed slightly to Zhu Mo, and said, "Patriarch, Zhu Liangping and Zhu Liangyin, the senior members of the family, committed suicide at home."
Zhu Mo raised his legs and nodded calmly: "Well, it's a pity. Let's hold the funerals of the two brothers together."
Soon, the man in the suit's cell phone vibrated again. After answering the call, he said a few words and bowed to Zhu Mo again:
"Patriarch, our people just discovered that your cousin Zhu Yu committed suicide in the casino, please condolences."
Wen Ting was so frightened that he sat upright, not daring to speak out.
Raising Erlang's legs, Zhu Mo clacked his ears impatiently: "Why do these guys always rush to commit suicide these days? Do you think it's strange?"
"what?"
Was stunned by the question, Wen Ting answered slightly after a while: "Weird...it's really weird. Maybe...maybe people are under a lot of pressure recently..."
Wen Ting is not a fool, it is strange enough that the two brothers committed suicide at home, and the other committed suicide in the casino?
I'm afraid they all committed suicide.
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