shock! The villain once again turned the male protagonist into a yandere and criticized him like cra

Sure enough, the man sat down close to him and put his rough hands on his thigh.

"Tell me."

Hearing this, Zhou Mo took a deep breath and said, "I want you to help me arrange for someone to join the Zhou clan."

The man in front of him was Zhou's HR manager, who had been trying to make a move on him, so Zhou Mo simply used him to fulfill the demands of the man who threatened him.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was even more surprised and laughed, "Why, why don't you just ask your father for help with this little thing? Why are you leaving it to me?"

Zhou Mo was so angry that he could certainly hear the sarcasm in the other person's words. After all, others didn't know that he was a fake young master. As an important old employee of the Zhou family, it was impossible for him not to know.

And the reason why he said this in a pretense of surprise was because he wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

How could Zhou Mo not be angry?

All of this was caused by that damn Zhou Ze, otherwise how could he have suffered such humiliation!

Feeling that this old man was constantly squeezing his body, Zhou Mo couldn't help but replied: "My father is going on a business trip recently and is quite busy. I don't want to cause him any more trouble. Can you help me? Uncle Sun." ?”

"It's possible, but... you know, I don't have any hobbies. The only thing I think about is..."

The middle-aged man was vague and meant something.

But Zhou Mo couldn't hear the other party's "wolfish ambition". He immediately sounded the alarm. After forcing himself to calm down for two seconds, he changed his mind and threw out a bait:

"I know what you like, uncle, and I also know what type you like, uncle. Take a look, how about this?"

Zhoumo took out his mobile phone, opened a random software, and easily found Zhouze's photo on it.

"How about it?" He winked at the middle-aged man, "Doesn't this look good? You must like it!"

The middle-aged man actually wanted to get Zhou Mo in front of him. He really didn't have any other bad habits, but he was particularly greedy for the body of this young man.

Seeing that Zhou Mo wanted to change the subject, he was still a little unhappy, but when he saw the full body photo of the young man in the photo, his eyes immediately straightened and his saliva almost flowed out.

I saw that the young man in the photo was slender and frail, with a lazy, soft and fragile beauty all over his body. His skin was so white that it glowed, and his eyebrows were soft and soft. It is not difficult to imagine that when he raised his eyes slightly on the bed, How seductive it would be.

Too, too, too great.

"Who is this?" the middle-aged man asked eagerly, reluctant to look away.

Zhou Mo didn't expect that the other party would be so amazed by Zhou Ze. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel unhappy. Was he being compared to Zhou Ze again?

It was simply unbearable, he didn't want Zhouze to exist in this world anymore!

But now, he really has to rely on Zhouze to resolve the crisis in front of him.

"Uncle Sun, this is Zhouze who comes from the mountains! You are such a noble man and forgetful about things."

"Yes, it's him!? He looks so, so..." The man couldn't think of the most appropriate adjective for a long time.

Zhou Mo didn't want to hear it, so he interrupted directly, "Uncle Sun, you should like this kind of thing, right? It's a coincidence that Zhou Ze also loves a mature man with a successful career like you, but he is not in the country recently. When he returns to China in two days, may I introduce him to meet you?"

The middle-aged man's heart beat faster when he heard this, "Is it really okay?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but swallow his saliva at the thought of being able to do whatever he wanted with those little beauties under him.

Seeing the fish bite the hook, Zhou Mo smiled slightly and hinted: "Of course, don't worry, he is very timid and easy to handle. As long as you, Uncle Sun, help me with this little favor, I will naturally let you do it." How is the matter?"

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement without thinking.

The matter was settled in this way.

But with Zhouze Zhuyu in front of him, the middle-aged man didn't feel good at all when he looked at Zhoumo, whom he originally wanted to take advantage of.

In terms of appearance, Zhou Mo was one percent as good as Zhou Ze. In terms of skin and temperament, Zhou Mo was even more out of reach. The middle-aged man stopped thinking about taking advantage and wanted to concentrate on getting ready to sleep with Zhou Ze.

After Zhoumo left the other party's office, he washed his hands several times in disgust, but he was in a good mood, because whenever he thought of Zhouze being forced to sleep and ruined by such a pig-like thing, he felt indescribably happy.

The only one to blame is Zhouze himself. Who makes Zhouze so blind that he insists on fighting him for this and that, blocking his way? !

After settling the work matter, Zhou Mo thought about how to solve the man's second request - two hundred thousand.

This number is not much, not much, it is just his monthly pocket money in the past.

But now... Zhou's father refuses to give him that much money at all! Each time, he was given 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and with the 20,000 to 30,000 yuan given by Zhou Mu, he could barely make up 50,000 yuan.

As for deposits? He has no idea of ​​saving money at all and spends it all every month. Where can he save money?

So much so that when he needed money urgently now, he couldn't even come up with this small amount of money. Zhou Mo was so angry that he stamped his feet.

He called the man and said coldly: "The work is settled. You wait for notification. As for the money, it's only 50,000. Do you want it or not?"

The other end immediately became furious, "Fifty thousand? Are you sending a beggar? No, if you say 200,000, it is 200,000, not a penny more, not a penny less! You don't have money, do you? You pauper, you still have the nerve to say that you are Young master of the Zhou family, you can’t even come up with this little money?”

Zhou Mo was extremely depressed, but what the man said hit his pain point, making him want to take this breath.

So he hung up the phone and thought of an excellent way to make money.

Isn't it just two hundred thousand? For him, it's only a matter of a few hours.

Zhoumo picked up his game live broadcast again.

He previously opened an account as if to play, and he has a lot of fans. Because he always brings in some big anchors in the gaming industry to form a team during his live broadcasts, the popularity of the live broadcast room is not low.

At first he didn't let those watching the live broadcast reward him because he had plenty of money, but now...

He had heard from his anchor friends that he could make tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands in a good night. Now, wouldn't this just solve his urgent need?

Zhoumo started the live broadcast.

He hadn't logged in for a long time, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it, but soon he regained the feeling he had when playing games, but it made him even more frustrated.

His gaming skills and talent are clearly good, so why would Wick eliminate him and choose that sick guy Zhouze?

Zhou Mo tried his best to suppress his anger, and when he was about to contact his former anchor friends, he suddenly saw a completely unexpected barrage comment——