Crazy, dare to crack down on this celestial master

"Qiuqiu, let's go."

Walking to the door, seeing that Yao Zhen didn't intend to stop him, Mao Jun finally spoke again.

"As the richest man in Shanghai, you control the economic lifeline of Shanghai Real Estate, so you naturally know the news that the Yao Group is going bankrupt, right?"

Mao Jun smiled lightly.

"Are you curious why the company that declared bankruptcy the day before was able to operate intact the next day? It's because he sold his daughter to the Shi family."

After Mao Jun said this, he didn't look back.

But Yao Zhen who was behind him still had no intention of chasing him out.

"Mao Jun, what are you doing? Is it okay to give me to Yao Zhen as a fake daughter?"

Yao Qiuqiu didn't understand Mao Jun's approach.

"Can't you remember what happened before you were six years old?"

Mao Jun only said this one sentence, and successfully made Yao Qiuqiu shut up.

"You...how do you know..."

No one else knew about this matter except herself and her "father". Mao Jun in front of him only met a few days ago, so it is even more impossible to know anything.

"So, just trust me."

There was a smile on the corner of Mao Jun's mouth.

"Master, master, you're down, are you okay, Mr. Yao didn't do anything to you, did he?"

As soon as Mao Jun got off the elevator, Xiaoli rushed up to ask questions.

"Who do you think your master is? How could you be injured in such a place?"

Mao Jun raised his eyebrows.

"And, within three seconds, Mr. Yao will definitely send someone to catch up with us."

Mao Jun's face was full of confidence.

"three."

"two."

"one!"

When Mao Jun counted to the last second, sure enough, the distant voice came out before they left the hotel gate.

"Mr. Mao Jun, please stay a little longer, we, Mr. Yao, are here to invite you!"

Sure enough, Mao Jun and others were stopped.

"Little friend! Little friend, please stay!"

After a while, Mr. Yao chased after him himself out of breath.

"Little friend, can I take a step to speak?"

Mr. Yao's attitude is much more modest than before, and the firmness in his eyes is gone.

"Mr. Yao doesn't want to listen to me?"

Although Mr. Yao has caught up, Mao Jun is also arrogant.

"Little friend, I was just joking. Just now I misheard for a while. After thinking about it for a while, no, I just figured out why."

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Mr. Yao gave Mao Jun a step down.

"Okay then, Mr. Yao, please lead the way."

Mao Jun also knew the principle of accepting as soon as it was good, and took Yao Qiuqiu again, and followed Mr. Yao to the top conference room.

"Yao Qiuqiu, so your name is Yao Qiuqiu now, you made it hard for me to find you."

When Mr. Yao came up, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees, and Jiang Maojun stood aside.

"me……"

Yao Qiuqiu was overwhelmed by Mr. Yao's sudden enthusiasm.

The richest man in Shanghai!It turned out to be the long-lost father!It was like a dream!
Yao Qiuqiu was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Qiuqiu, think about it carefully, do you have any birthmarks on your body?"

Mr. Yao is also vigilant. Although what Mao Jun said just now is true, it will not make Yao Zhen, who is in the business world, lose his mind directly.

"On my left shoulder, there is a red birthmark like a maple leaf."

Yao Qiuqiu didn't hide anything, and said it directly.

"Maple Leaf Birthmark... Maple Leaf Birthmark..."

Yao Zhen couldn't hold back for a moment, tears flowed directly from his eyes.

"It's really you, Qiuqiu, you really are my daughter!"

With such a change, Yao Qiuqiu didn't know what to do. Yao Qiuqiu felt very strange to the sudden appearance of his biological father in front of him.

She looked up at Mao Jun, as if she wanted Mao Jun to help her.

"Well, Mr. Yao, you should be happy that your daughter is found, why are you crying?"

Mao Jun also saw Yao Qiuqiu's difficulties, and casually took out a piece of tissue paper.

"Yes... yes, you should be happy... you should be happy..."

Mr. Yao doesn't look like an all-powerful president now, but now he is a happy and tearful father who has found his daughter.

"For various reasons, I may not be able to let Qiuqiu enter Yao's house, but you don't have to worry about Qiuqiu, as long as you prove that you are my blood, then even if I risk my life, I will let you have it in Yao's house." A place."

Yao Zhen sighed, the more he looked at Yao Qiuqiu, the more he felt sorry for her.

"It's okay, Mr. Yao..."

Yao Qiuqiu wasn't quite used to her identity yet, for a moment, she didn't know whether to call Mr. Yao or father.

"It's okay, it's okay, take your time."

Yao Zhen didn't care that much, he just comforted Yao Qiuqiu softly.

"Tell me what you want."

Yao Zhen wiped away the tears on his face, and said it directly.

"Boss Yao is really a sensible person, as long as he can give me [-]% of the shares in the Shanghai Central Building."

If you don't listen, you don't know, Yao Zhen's eyelids twitched when he heard it, and this Mao Jun is really a lion.

"Do you know how much one percent of the shares in the Modu Central Building are worth?"

Yao Zhen frowned, looking a little dissatisfied with Mao Jun's greed.

"Mr. Yao, I have always done things with money, and the price is equal to the return."

Mao Jun also frowned.

"I see that your complexion is blue and purple. This is a chronic depression. Besides, you have the appearance of a little ghost haunting you. I think Mr. Yao has something to worry about recently."

When Mao Jun said this again, Yao Zhen looked at Mao Jun even more differently.

"How do you know?"

Yao Zhen didn't intend to hide in front of Mao Jun, so he opened his mouth and asked.

"I am Mao Jun, the No.30 eighth-generation disciple of Maoshan."

Mao Jun raised his eyebrows, and his face became serious in an instant.

"But as far as I know, you have already been beaten up."

Yao Zhen frowned and continued to ask.

"The disciple respectfully abides by the teachings of the master, and has never revealed what he has learned in the past 20 years since joining the WTO. Now the 20-year deadline has passed."

Mao Jun's expression was not abnormal at all, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing

"How can I trust you?"

Even if there is only [-]% of the shares in the Modu Central Building, it can at least exceed [-] million. Moreover, if the shares are given to Mao Jun, it means that as long as he survives, Mao Jun will continue to benefit.

"Mr. Yao, it's just dust after all. If Mr. Yao insists on not believing it, then give me what I deserve and I will leave now."

Yao Zhen stared closely at Mao Jun's eyes, as if he wanted to read some information from his eyes.

But who is Mao Jun!The deceitful patriarch, who has been cheating for more than ten years, would not have been cracked down if he hadn't been cheated.

"Deal, one percent of the shares!"

In the end, it was Mao Jun who won.