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Chapter 64 Business War

No matter how brave Rong Huazhen is, she will not dare to joke about her life.

She could see clearly that this man named Gu was a desperate man. He didn't care about law and laws at all, nor did he care about who lived and died. If he fought against him, he would definitely not have a good end.

"You, take Rong Ke..."

She finally stood firmly, and cold sweat slid across her temples and her body was shaking violently.

"I didn't say anything."

Gu Mocun smiled at her with a tolerant look on his face, as if nothing had happened.

Rong Huazhen trembled and stretched out her hand, picked up her things, and walked out with one step at a time without delay. Her face had long disappeared from the initial arrogance, as pale as if a layer of quicklime, and her eyebrows, eyes and facial features were stiff and expressionless.

Seeing her leave, Qin Ye laughed out loud: "This time I scared this old shrew! I guess she would never dare to come again!"

Gu Mocun knew that he was scolded for no reason, so he felt upset, so he simply did not stop Qin Ye from venting his anger on Rong Huazhen.

"Okay, I know that you have good marksmanship. Put the gun away and don't show it. Besides, if someone knows it, it's not a glorious thing. The situation is special now, so don't have any trouble."

He stopped laughing and returned to his usual beauty.

Qin Ye immediately nodded and said yes.

"What are they doing recently? How is Chong Jingxuan?"

When he thought of the little bald head, a smile appeared on Gu Mocun's expressionless face.

Qin Ye immediately reported the work results of the private detective over the past few days to him, and there was a stack of photos.

Gu Mocun did not take the photo, but just shook his head and said, "I won't see it anymore."

Qin Ye hesitated for a moment, withdrew his hand, and said softly: "Okay, after I see the photos in the future, I just need to make sure the situation is true. I don't have to give it to you specifically, it's quite troublesome."

After thinking about it, he added: "It would be as easy as a kidney transplant. I felt a little uncomfortable when I thought that the little boy was not worthy of the right bone marrow. By the way, Miss Rong has been going to the hospital every day recently, going to Union Hospital in the morning and Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in the afternoon. She should be treating the disease and wanting to get pregnant as soon as possible. I have inquired about it. They want to use the umbilical cord blood of the newborn to perform a transplant for Chong Jingxuan, so the doctor has been taking conservative treatment plans for Xiao Budian and trying to delay time."

Gu Mocun knew very well that when she had an abortion surgery, there was some problem with the uterus. The foreign doctor who performed the surgery on her at that time gave a conclusion that if possible, she would better not have children in the future, so as not to be in danger.

"She may not really not be able to give birth, she just needs to be well maintained, and there will be risks when she is pregnant. If it were me, I would definitely not let her take such a big risk. Even if she can't save the child, would her woman not care about it?"

Even he himself didn't notice it, and his tone seemed to be jealous.

Qin Ye said with a straightforward look, "After all, Chong Jingxuan is not your son either."

As soon as he said that, he immediately realized that he was speaking too bluntly and immediately fell silent.

Fortunately, Gu Mocun was not angry, but just looked at Qin Ye with some confusion. After a while, he asked: "Really? Can parents sacrifice such a sacrifice for their children?"

Qin Ye was helpless: "I don't know, I have no impression of my parents at all."

Gu Mocun quickly apologized to him. He knew that Qin Ye's parents both died in a car accident when he was very young.

"I'm just sighing, why did my mother treat me as a money-making machine and not as a son at all. I guess, unless something is wrong with the company, she wouldn't be able to contact me on her own initiative, let alone ask me about my current situation."

Qin Ye didn't know what to say to comfort him.

"Forget it. Please book a place for me, I want to play basketball tonight."

A few years ago, Gu Mocun invested in Klaus Golf Manor, a professional golf course in China Overseas. It hosts large-scale professional competitions every year and is very famous in the industry. If ordinary members want to play basketball, they usually have to make appointments three days in advance. They may not be able to make appointments successfully during peak seasons, let alone non-members, and they can't even enter.

Although the threshold for joining the club is so high, the most important thing to look at Zhonghai is rich people. The higher the price, the higher the threshold, the more it can reflect their status. Moreover, many people like to play basketball while eating and drinking, called fitness and exercise. The rich people are worried that they will die young and will not enjoy the money they have worked hard for the first half of their lives, and now they are pursuing some elegant sports.

Under such circumstances, the business of Klaus Golf Manor has flourished. In addition, it has the qualification to host international professional football matches, and its reputation has also soared.

Gu Mocun is the boss here. If he wants to play basketball, he must clear the field and will not be open for business yet. However, naturally no one dares to say anything.

Qin Ye nodded immediately and went to do it.

In private, he sympathized with his boss, but he couldn't say he sympathized with him. He had so much money that he himself didn't know how much. Moreover, his mother was also a strong woman, and her mother's family could call for the wind and rain in Nanping.

"Oh, by the way, call Mr. Zhao from Longhai Bus together. I remember he likes playing golf very much."

Gu Mocun called Qin Ye, and a beautiful curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Ye hesitated for a moment and hesitated: "Is it too early to find Mr. Zhao now?"

He shook his head: "Is it early? It's late. Those who have not waited for opportunities are created. No matter how capable Mr. Zhao has, he still needs time to prepare and lay the groundwork. If I don't make a little move ahead, what if he doesn't think hard and never understand it?"

Qin Ye said yes, and then went to prepare.

Gu Mocun sat at the table and thought quietly for a while.

Longhai Bus was on the verge of bankruptcy. At the most critical moment, he invested the funds to bring him back to life and helped the company get the most important order. Longhai's general manager Zhao Weicheng is the only son of the company's legal person. His father is in his early sixties. According to the Chinese concept, he can retire at this age. Therefore, Zhao Weicheng is the actual person in charge of Longhai Bus. He has always been very grateful to Gu Mo for helping him at critical moments and wants to find opportunities to repay him.

However, Gu Mocun repeatedly rejected his money, which made Zhao Weicheng feel anxious and did not understand what he was right to do.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the lights of the Klaus Manor were brightly lit.

The largest stadium has been completely cleared and all services have been prepared for the boss.

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