"red and black..."
Zhu Nan thought about what he had just heard in the banquet hall.
It seemed that this was the name they talked about the most from the beginning, as if this young master was not very well liked by his two older brothers.
Whenever Zhu Qing mentioned Zhu Mo, his face was full of contempt.
Zhu Nan forced an ugly smile and still retreated, his voice trembling: "It turns out to be Brother Zhu Mo, but...what are you doing?"
Looking at the body lying on the ground behind him, Zhu Nan's stomach churned instantly when he saw the bloody head that was smashed into a mess. He felt so nauseous that he almost vomited.
This is the first time I have seen such a bloody scene.
But Zhu Mo in front of him seemed not to be affected at all and remained calm as usual.
Using his slender fingers to wipe the blood off his cheek, Zhu Mo said calmly: "Didn't you hear what I was doing?"
"By the way, I am the only one who is called Young Master here."
Zhu Nan, who was sitting on the ground, was dumbfounded, his pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were full of horror.
"Young Master!"
A woman came hurriedly over holding a brand new shirt, trousers and a pair of leather shoes in her hands. She was startled when she saw the body lying behind Zhu Mo, and her eyes began to twitch and her heart began to beat fast.
She covered her mouth with her hands and began to tremble all over: "Someone will come out from the banquet hall soon, and the Zhu family will stay."
The woman was the receptionist who had brought her to the bathroom before.
Zhu Nan then realized the meaning of her warning. He stupidly looked away, drooped his head and curled up a little.
Zhu Mo didn't care at all. He took the shirt and leather shoes from her hands and changed them as if no one was around.
The receptionist immediately turned his head away to avoid suspicion and nodded in response: "Yes, the third butler will take care of it."
After changing his clothes, Zhu Mo paused for a moment, then as if he remembered something, he took out half a finger from the pocket of his trousers and handed it to the receptionist.
"Oh, give this to Song Jian. Tell him that I don't need any help from him anymore. Tell him not to worry about his wife and two daughters. I have sent someone to send them abroad."
"Yes!" The receptionist took the half finger with trembling hands, suppressing the fear in his heart.
Buzz buzz buzz...
Zhu Mo's cell phone, which had been placed on the sink, vibrated and he quickly reached out to answer the call.
"Senior..."
Seeing Zhu Mo, the receptionist, and Zhu Nan walking out of the bathroom, talking and laughing on the phone, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The receptionist frowned and glanced at Zhu Nan: "Let's go quickly, the third butler will be here soon."
"My feet...my feet are numb. You go first..." Zhu Nan still hadn't recovered from the shock just now. He smiled at the receptionist with a pale face.
After sitting on the ground for a long time, Zhu Nan slowly stood up and left the bathroom, holding on to the wall next to him.
Biting her lower lip, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she whispered, "Damn it, I can't poop again..."
Touching her belly, she gritted her teeth and said, "Be obedient and bear with it for a while."
When we walked outside the banquet hall, a group of senior executives of the Zhu family had already walked out.
Song Jian, who was still in shock, was the first to rush out with a big belly, looking back from time to time with a terrified look.
But how could he escape from Zhu Qing's clutches? Zhu Qing stood in front of Song Jian at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
His face was so terribly gloomy that he stared at Song Jian so hard that he trembled.
"Hey, where are you going in such a hurry? Uncle Song."
"That... Young Master, please listen to my explanation. I..." Song Jian broke out in a cold sweat, not knowing how to face Zhu Qing's anger.
Just when he was about to collapse on the ground out of fear, the gloom on Zhu Qing's face disappeared, he bared his teeth and laughed, holding Song Jian's shoulders with one hand: "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore."
"My dear uncle, who are we?" He punched Song Jian's soft chest:
"It's my fault. I'll apologize to you, okay? I shouldn't have been so mean to you in front of so many people.
If there is anything, let's talk about it at the table. Please point out to me where my nephew did something wrong. You know me. I always know when I am wrong and can correct it. "
The corner of Song Jian's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself that he still had great value to the young master. Based on his understanding of the young master, he would definitely not turn against him so quickly.
Although the young master appears carefree, he is actually very meticulous. He will never let anyone who deserves to be killed stay in the world for even a second, and he will never kill anyone who is valuable to him unless it is absolutely necessary.
This is why the eldest young master is stronger than the second young master.
If he was really a reckless man, it would be impossible for him to have a position lower than that of others in the Zhu family.
If they want to turn against each other, they have to wait until Song Jian loses his value.
"Uh... tomorrow, young master. I'm not in any condition to drink with you today." Song Jian declined.
His whole family was kidnapped by Zhu Mo, so how could he have the mood to drink with Zhu Qing?
Zhu Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, but it disappeared immediately. He still had a smile on his face. He walked behind Song Jianshen and rubbed his shoulders with both hands: "Okay, then Uncle Song, take a good rest today. See you tomorrow?"
Not long after the two walked out, an anxious voice was heard in the banquet hall.
"Sister Peizhen, wait for me. Why are you speaking for Zhu Mo?"
Li Peizhen suddenly stopped, looked back and said unhappily:
"Second Young Master, you should call me Auntie instead of Sister. I'm not an old auntie who will smile happily just because someone calls me young."
After saying that, Li Peizhen left quickly in her high heels without looking back.
Zhu Chi was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out. He looked at Li Peizhen's back fiercely and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, old woman, what benefits did you accept from Zhu Mo?"
After getting in the car, Li Peizhen looked out the window and found that Zhu Qing did not chase her out, so she immediately took out her cell phone from her designer bag and entered a number from memory.
"What is it, Aunt Li?"
After hearing the voice on the phone, Li Peizhen's cold face immediately broke into a smile, and she put her hand on her lips and giggled: "Hey~ Why call me auntie? Just call me sister, I'm not that old, am I?"
On the other end of the phone: ...
The driver sitting in the driving seat had beads of sweat on his head and secretly looked at Li Peizhen through the rearview mirror.
This is the first time I've seen her show such an expression after following her for so many years. It's really eye-opening.
"Ah? You're going to find a girlfriend... Oh... Then you must come to see me when you have time. If you want to know anything or need me to do anything, I can help you."
His face was filled with sadness, and he was reluctant to hang up the phone.
Li Peizhen put on a sour face again and vented her anger on the driver: "Go back to the company! Wait for me to drive you?"
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