Chief don't slap in the face

Xia Ye frowned, even the Acropolis is not safe, what if someone assassinates Mo Wuheng?As for leading subordinates, it is a common practice.

"Isn't it with you?"

Mo Wuheng teased: "Speaking of that bamboo paper, with our current output, our Mo family can consume it all, why don't you sell it to other families?"

After using pens, inks, papers and inkstones, the organists of the Mohists were immediately amazed, and grabbed them on the spot, wishing to keep them all for themselves. It is light, easy to carry, and convenient for writing...

Apart from being easily damaged, bamboo paper has almost no disadvantages. They ordered a lot from Mo Wuheng without even asking the price. With Chaoge's current output, it would take three years to complete.

"Then expand the workshop!"

Xia Ye laughed: "The public loser..."

"Public losers don't have to think about it!"

Mo Wuheng immediately interrupted Xia Ye: "By the way, you should prepare a little bit, we might meet you!"

"Maybe? He really has a big face!"

Song Guo snorted coldly, feeling that his elder brother was underestimated.

"You don't even know the influence of the giant of the Mo family, Xia Ye, if you deal with it well, you can get a strong backer!"

Mo Wuheng reminded.

"Backer? Why not an ally?"

Xia Ye pouted.

"Ok?"

Mo Wuheng was stunned. Xia Ye's words were a little too arrogant. She admitted that Chaoge's potential was very strong, but she couldn't compare it with the Mo family. The so-called allies are only eligible to form alliances if they are equal in status and strength.

But 30 years later, Xia Ye may be able to reach this level.

Wei Ziluo's mansion is easy to find.

Xia Ye handed over the wooden sign, and the welcoming servant outside the gate immediately led several people in.

The place where Wei Ziluo entertained guests was in a huge bamboo building without windows, facing a small man-made lake, with rockery grasslands and pavilions and flower beds nearby.

"It's quite classy! It can't be a Wenqing, right?"

Xia Ye muttered.

The third-floor hall of the bamboo building is half the size of a football field. There is a food table every one meter on both sides. There are two plates of cold dishes and a pot of fruit wine on it. people get together and chat.

Xia Ye scanned around, most of them were young people, considering his age, he was quite young.

"Miss Wuheng!"

"I haven't seen you for a year, but Miss Wuheng's demeanor is even better than before"

Mo Wuheng is one of the three heirs of the Mo family. She is very famous. As soon as she approached the hall, the guests immediately greeted her with smiling faces, but there were a few exceptions. They looked at Mo Wuheng with hostility.

"Those are the public losers, right?"

Song Guo licked his lips.

"You can't even do hypocrisy and obedience, these guys are not worth mentioning at all!"

Xia Ye has a poisonous tongue.

"He's an organist, not a great chief, so there's no need to be obedient and obedient!"

After Mo Wuheng said this, Xia Ye was stunned, do you want to be so straightforward?

"Let me introduce to you, this is the great chief of Chaoge. He has a lot of things, which will definitely open your eyes!"

After Mo Wuheng finished speaking, he stepped aside, sat by a food table by the window, took out a small notebook, and began to write and draw.

Xia Ye chuckled, feeling a sense of emotion growing in his chest, with Mo Wuheng's character of cherishing time like gold, he would not come to the banquet at all, he did it entirely for himself.

"I heard that you offended Miss Cao on the street?"

A public loser doesn't give Mo Wuheng any face, opening his mouth is a sharp question.

"It's no wonder that the mechanism master of the public loser is getting worse and worse. It turns out that they don't work hard to study mechanism skills and ask gossip all day long!"

Xia Ye retorted.

puff haha!

Some people couldn't help laughing, this young man has a poisonous mouth.

"Haha, no matter how useless we are, we are better than you in organ skills..."

People who are public losers are so confident.

"Really? Then I will give you a problem to do?"

Xia Ye grinned, revealing eight white teeth.

"Hee hee, someone is going to be unlucky again!"

Song fruit dark music.

"Test us? Why are you?"

A triangular eye sarcastically.

"Hey, don't say that, otherwise, people will think you are scared!"

A short hair seems to be persuading his companions, but it is actually mocking Xia Ye: "Come out casually, today I will let you see the gap between mechanism masters and ordinary people!"

"Is this kid stupid?"

The guests felt that Xia Ye had a brain problem. Mechanism masters were recognized as the most intelligent group of people. Wouldn't it be humiliating for others to ask questions?

Chapter 308

"Big brother, come on, test them to death!"

Song Guo waved her small fists to cheer for Xia Ye. She had always been blindly confident and adoring her big brother, and she didn't think he would lose at all, but the others were just joking.

"Okay, let's get to the question, let's see if this guy has shit in his head, or shit!"

The guy with short hair is called Gongshuyu, and he is good at making tools.