Under One Person: I have the Ghost Swordsman system

"Hello, this is the first time we meet. My name is Zhao Lin. From today on, you will be my subordinate."

Li Mo looked at the gentle man in front of him. This guy looked a bit like Mr. Zhao.

He also wears glasses. Unlike the chubby Mr. Zhao, this guy is a little lean and has a soft face. He looks like he is easy to bully.

Zhao Lin bowed slightly and held Li Mo's hands, looking extremely humble.

"Hello, my name is Li Mo."

Li Mo looked at this guy and felt a little want to laugh.

How can you be a leader like this?

"Hey, Mr. Li Mo, Mr. Zhao specially told me to deal with your relationship well. If there is anything wrong with me as a leader in the future, please tell me."

Zhao Lin's attitude was very sincere and did not seem to be artificial at all.

Li Mo could sense that this guy's emotions were sincere.

"Mr. Zhao?"

It sounds like Zhao Lin means that Mr. Zhao specially arranged for him to come to Li Mo. Is there any relationship between the two people?

"Zhao Fangxu is my father."

Zhao Lin looked around, then slowly approached Li Mo and whispered.

Hey!

When Li Mo heard this, he looked at this guy again. He looked like he was in his thirties or forties, in his prime, and there was still a bit of Zhao Fangxu's style in his brows.

It was just the obscene feeling of this smile that made Li Mo feel a little uncomfortable.

"It turns out he's Mr. Zhao's son. You're welcome."

The leader's son cannot be neglected, especially the son of the big boss.

But what does Zhao Fangxu mean by pushing his son to be the head of the South China branch?

Is it

Li Mo exchanged a few words with Zhao Lin, and then asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhao, has he rested recently?"

"Mr. Zhao has been very tired recently. There are serious problems with the company's management. Although he hasn't told me about it, I see him sighing all the time at night and even ignoring my daughter."

Zhao Lin said sadly.

Li Mo frowned, this Qu Tong was really difficult to deal with.

"It's really not easy to manage such a big company. Thank you Mr. Zhao for your hard work."

Seeing Zhao Lin's depressed mood, Li Mo suddenly put his arms around his shoulders: "Brother Zhao, it's time to eat. I haven't eaten yet, why don't we come together?"

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"Brother Zhao, I actually admire Mr. Zhao very much. You said that he can manage such a large company by himself, and can also balance various major sects. How many such people will there be in a few decades?"

Li Mo held up the wine glass, with a drunken blush on his face, and smiled while holding Zhao Lin's shoulder.

"Xiao Mo, brother knows, and my father also said that it is a pity that you did not participate in the Luotian Festival, otherwise you think it is possible to inherit the Tongtian Rui, defeat Zhang Chulan, and become a heavenly master. It is not a problem. "

Zhao Lin praised appreciatively, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Goo!

After drinking, Zhao Lin smiled, then rolled his eyes and fell asleep.

"Brother Zhao? Brother Zhao?"

Li Mo shook him and saw no reaction, then found someone to send him back.

He and Zhao Lin just had a hot pot meal at the company and did not go out.

When he was the only one left in the room, Li Mo tidied up the room and then came to the window.

Looking at the deep night outside, Li Mo frowned in thought.

Mr. Zhao threw his son to South China, which is far away from BJ.

His operation was as if he was surrounded by danger, putting his son in a safe place to avoid harm.

But Li Mo didn't think Zhao Fangxu trusted him so much. He sent his son to him, either because he was afraid that Zhao Lin would be in danger, or because Zhao Lin was very powerful and he was afraid that he would be in danger.

In other words, because of Zhao Lin's identity, he came to control himself.

The next day, Li Mo looked at the message sent last night on his mobile phone, and then bought a ticket to go to Northeast China.

I had agreed with Erzhuang to go to Harbin, and there happened to be nothing going on recently. As for the incident on Nason Island, there is no news yet, and it seems that it will take a short time to happen.

Although it's unclear what caused it, Li Mo didn't care about it now that the plot had changed.

But before that, he had to go somewhere.

It was an address sent to him on the phone this morning, with a picture attached.

A silver-grey haired man practicing in translucent Taoist robes in front of the waterfall.

Li Mo has seen it before and is very familiar with it.

Zhang Lingyu.

This guy was kicked out and given a position.

Logically speaking, he should have a better relationship with Zhang Chulan, but for some reason he contacted Li Mo first.

On the high-speed train, Li Mo got off the bus after arriving at the station and followed the directions to a subway passage.

He looked at Zhang Lingyu who was leaning against the wall with a fortune-telling sign in front of him, and couldn't help but feel amused.

"Taoist Priest Lingyu, long time no see."

Speaking of which, Li Mo had promised to take care of Zhang Lingyu, but because of the incident in Biyou Village, he had been left behind.

Now that Zhang Lingyu has been kicked out, he can fulfill this promise.

"Li Mo, I have nowhere to go."

Zhang Lingyu raised his head and glanced at Li Mo with a dejected look on his face.

After speaking, he lowered his head, as if he had lost motivation.

"You may not be comfortable with me here, but it will definitely help your practice. Do you still want to come?"

Li Mo and Zhang Lingyu sat side by side, looking at the dejected look of this former disciple of Longhu Mountain, which was quite dramatic and funny.

"Well, Lingyu would be very grateful if you are willing to take me in."

Zhang Lingyu nodded. Although he was arrogant, he absolutely admired Li Mo.

So he didn't resist following Li Mo.

"That's fine, let's go."

Li Mo took out his bag, took out a large cotton-padded jacket and handed it to Zhang Lingyu.

"Huh? This is it?"

The outdoor temperature is over 20 degrees now. Autumn has just entered and winter has not yet arrived.

Zhang Lingyu looked at Li Mo stupidly while holding her big cotton-padded jacket.

"Go to Harbin and meet a friend."

Li Mo walked to the front and saw Zhang Lingyu still standing there stupidly, so he waved to him.

Not long after the two left, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao came to the place where Zhang Lingyu set up a fortune-telling stall.

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Seeing that there was only one fortune-telling sign left on the ground, Zhang Chulan took the phone and called Xu Si.

"Hey, Fourth Brother, are you kidding me? There's no Zhang Lingyu here, it's just a fortune-telling sign."

"Impossible. If you keep looking, maybe Taoist Master Lingyu knows that you, Bilian, are coming and doesn't want to see you!"

"Let me go, is fortune telling so powerful!?"

"If not, let's look for it again!"

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On the plane to Harbin, Li Mo sat in a chair and closed his eyes to relax.

Next to her, Zhang Lingyu was sitting at the window, looking out the window blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.