Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Gong Bai'an came out of the public security bureau with a depressed look on his face. His handsome face was unshaven, his eyes were dark, and his mental state was extremely poor.

Can you not worry?

He invested all the money he could spare, and without seeing half of it, he opened a case for investigation. The police said that he had fled abroad.

If this drags on, his company will go bankrupt.

Gong Bo'an grabbed his hair, his face full of pain, and the friends around him couldn't even point to it.

The only person who is most likely to help him now is Yang Fan...

He called Yang Fan's mobile phone number, and the soft voice on the phone was a little hoarse.

"What's wrong, Brother Bai An?"

Yang Fan glanced at the man peeling an apple for him not far away, and secretly cursed Gong Bo'an's call at the wrong time.

"Fanfan...can you lend me 500 million? There are some problems with my project, and I will pay it back to you as soon as the turnover is open..."

It was still difficult to ask someone to borrow money from someone he liked. Gong Baian felt very uncomfortable and had to ask again.

It took almost all his energy to say this.

Yang Fan couldn't help but open his eyes wide, so many?

He doesn’t have it in his hands either. A small amount of money is fine, but he needs to apply with his father for any money worth more than a million...

"I... don't have that much on hand. After my brother came back, my father didn't pay much attention to me..." Yang Fan said very aggrievedly, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind.

He just heard from his mother that his father asked Rong Mo to set up some charity organization.

If he screws up, his dad will be disappointed.

"My brother has it. Brother Bai An, you have known him for so many years. He was deeply in love with you before. You can ask brother."

Gong Bo'an hesitated for a moment, looking for Rong Mo?

That would be worse than bankruptcy.

"Forget it, he and I are already in the past tense..."

How could Yang Fan pass up the opportunity to cheat Rong Mo? Qin Jiale happened to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

He lowered his voice and said to Gong Bo'an: "The money in my brother's hand is the money my father asked him to set up a charity. My brother has never been involved in these business matters. He will definitely not be able to handle it. Put that money in my brother's hands. It might as well be of more use in Bo'angge."

Did Rong Mo get the money in his hand from Yang Zhenhai?What other charities are there?

Gong Bo'an frowned, with disdain in his eyes. It would have been much easier to handle it this way, so he took over the matter directly.

The main purpose of a charity is to have a name. Don't rush to invest money. We will fill it in when the money comes back slowly.

"Fanfan, thank you for thinking about me. I will go find my uncle."

Gong Bai'an always spoke in a gentle voice to Yang Fan. Thinking that he hadn't seen Yang Fan for a long time, he felt a little guilty, "Sorry, I've been busy recently and haven't seen you. When I get over my busy schedule..."

"Don't worry about my brother Bai An, I will be very happy if your career is successful."

Gong Bai'an was moved in his heart. How could there be such a kind-hearted Omega like Yang Fan in the world, who always thought about him.

He secretly vowed to stand at the top and give Yang Fan a good future.

The two exchanged pleasantries and hung up the phone. Gong Bo'an went home, changed his clothes, tidied up his appearance, and drove to the hospital to discuss with Yang Zhenhai.

...............

in the afternoon

Xiu Jin liked to touch Rong Mo even more than when she was awake, and hugged her tightly.

He was a head taller than Rong Mo, and his body was much larger. He could wrap Rong Mo completely in his arms with one arm.

A big lump was completely attached to his back, like a python without bones.

Rong Mo nestled in Xiu Jin's arms, stuck the mobile phone in the crook of his arm, used it as a mobile phone holder, and watched the drama...

Xiu Jin kept his posture without moving, occasionally shaking his head and glancing at the cell phone on his body.

The amused Rong Mo laughed out loud from time to time, "If you want to move, just move. Just put it down later."

Xiu Jin pursed her lips and said nothing, just stared at him.

Suddenly, a strange call came in from my cell phone.

Rong Mo picked up the phone and called Bai Tuanzi, "Who is calling this?"

"It's Gong Bo'an"

Hearing this, Rong Mo was happy and clicked the recording button to answer the call.

"Hello, who?"

Gong Bo'an was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice. He seemed to see Rong Mo standing in front of him casually with a loose posture.

"Don't say I'm hanging up"

"Wait a minute!" He came back to his senses and shook his head. Why do you want to ride on a horse? His face can't be eaten. Think about Rong Mo's character!

Gong Bo'an's voice changed, with a hint of disdain, "I don't want to call you either. It was my uncle who gave me the task of setting up a charity organization, so I had to contact you."

"Leave it to you?", Rong Mo mocked, "I am doing it in the name of my mother, what are you?"

Xiu Jin heard that something was wrong in his tone and kissed him on the lips. Rong Mo looked away, raised his hand to touch Xiu Jin's face, and whispered to Xiu Jin: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Xiu Jin fell silent and stared at the phone in his hand.

Gong Bo'an over there smiled proudly, "Don't worry, it's in the name of your mother. My uncle asked me to help you because he was afraid that you were inexperienced. You should still attend the press conference. I won't steal the credit from you."

Rong Mo sneered, "I will naturally listen to my father's decision, and I will send you the money right now."

Rong Mo cursed and hung up the phone. It came so quickly, and the money wasn't even warm yet.

"Host, don't give it to him. How could he be so kind as to help you run a charity?" Gong Bo'an said as if there was a conspiracy. Bai Tuanzi jumped in front of Rong Mo and waved his little paws.

"This money was originally meant for him." Rong Mo lowered his eyes and transferred the money to Gong Bo'an, leaving evidence behind.

"Dad, are you really good at charity? Give the money to Gong Bai'an?" Bai Tuanzi wondered if the original owner was in love and made his host abnormal.

"Don't be anxious, interesting things will happen later."

Rong Mo threw the phone aside, hugged Xiu Jin and sucked her man hard, letting out a sigh.

Like an old gangster...

Bai Tuanzi turned his head away, really blind.

Xiu Jin's susceptible period lasted for a week, and Rong Mo hardly went to the ground this week.

When he opened his eyes this day, the furnishings in the bedroom were completely new, and Xiu Jin was not by his side.

Rong Mo opened the quilt and put on new pajamas.

"Damn it, why am I sleeping so deeply?" He slapped his head, put on his slippers and went out to look for someone.

In the kitchen, Xiu Jin was neatly dressed, with an apron on, half of her forearms exposed, and she was busy and busy.

When I heard him coming out, I raised my eyes and fell on him, with a smile on my face. I picked up a bowl, put the rice on the table, and said to him: "There is still one dish that is not ready, you eat the others first."

Rong Mo scratched his face, walked to the dining table and sat down, "Are you awake?"

Xiu Jin stood behind him, leaned down and kissed the side of his face, her voice was low and sultry, "Well, thank you for taking care of me baby for so many days."

"Ahem, no..." Most of the time, Xiu Jin took care of him the most, and he was just a pillow at most.

He was so embarrassed to say that, Rong Mo pressed the broken hair in front of his forehead to hide his shyness.

Xiu Jin chuckled and stopped teasing. Rong Mo glanced at Xiu Jin's generous back, biting his lip and raising the corners of his mouth crazily, with a look of infatuation on his face.

"Hey, hey, that's enough, your eyes are glued to people." Bai Tuanzi couldn't help complaining that he hadn't seen enough after watching it for so long.

Rong Mo hasn’t seen enough, it’s about to vomit!

The little bastard drooled while staring at the dishes on the table, but was slapped away by Rong Mo, "Don't smell the rice cooked by my husband if you can't speak!"

"..." Bai Tuanzi swayed and stabilized his figure, accusing Rong Mo of his evil deeds with his eyes.

Rong Mo pretended not to notice, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat happily, not forgetting to squeeze the working system, "Did all Gong Bo'an's money go into the company?"

Bai Tuanzi crossed his arms and snorted arrogantly.

Rong Mo smacked his lips, little thing, you are so angry.

He peeled off a shrimp casually and handed it to Bai Tuanzi. Rong Mo coaxed him in a condescending manner: "Don't be angry, Hao Tongzi. I can't live without you as my tacit partner. Please help me check."

The little tortoise followed the shrimp with his eyes and shouted, "Okay, I'll forgive you just once."

After saying that, it snatched the shrimp and swallowed it in one gulp, fearing that Rong Mo would regret it.

"tasty…"

Rong Mo held up his chin, with a proud look on his face, "That's right. Don't even look at who did it. He is a cannibal and has a short mouth. Hurry up and get to work."

The attitude changed so quickly that Bai Tuanzi complained that Sichuan Opera's face changes were not as good as Rong Mo's. He waved the virtual screen and operated it, and it nodded, "Gong Bai'an still has some luck. He used 500 million to fill his own hole. The charity only A false name

Rong Mo shook his head and laughed. Sometimes he really felt that the person he was tasked with was trying to kill him.

He sighed: "It's your own destruction."

Bai Tuanzi was confused and looked up to see that Rong Moren had continued to eat.

Xiu Jin placed the last dish and threw the apron aside. He was wearing a shirt, suit pants, and no apron today. He looked like a social elite, and with that handsome face, he was extremely abstinent.

"Are you going to the company?" Rong Mo glanced at Xiu Jin who was buttoning his watch.

"Yeah," Xiu Jin responded, a smile appearing on her thin lips, "I plan to go back to Rong's family to help you."

Rong Mo ate very quickly, mainly because he hadn't eaten Xiu Jin's food for many days, and it was rare that he didn't need anyone to feed him today.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and raised a bright smile to Xiu Jin, "Let's make it public."

Xiu Jin paused with her fingertips, unable to conceal the joy in her eyes, her golden eyes became clearer, "Okay, I'll go prepare."

Yang Zhenhai has been mentally depressed for a long time recently, his head is dizzy, and his memory is failing. He wants to do something, but then turns around and forgets.

He stared at his phone, confused and unsure of what to do.

Assistant Lin walked in with the documents and saw Yang Zhenhai sitting on the bed with dull eyes, frowning in confusion.

"Mr. Yang, what do you want to do?"

"I..." Yang Zhenhai muttered, "What should I do?"

Assistant Lin walked up to Yang Zhenhai, met his cloudy pupils, and his heart trembled.

Yang Zhenhai's eyes had always been shrewd and calculating. Being able to become the son-in-law of the Rong family and giving birth to two children like Rong Mo and Yang Fan, who were like gods, he naturally looked top-notch.

Even after the death of Miss Rong, he neglected image management and looked like a story-telling uncle, which still attracted many young girls.

He was completely different from the person in front of him with dull eyes and a sallow face like an old man.