Chapter 663: Chapter 479 Zhao Family’s Gift Chapter 663: Chapter 479 Zhao Family’s Gift Dong Xun’er was not irreplaceable.
Losing a Dong Xun’er, Chu Mo could imdiately promote soone like Qin Xiner or Zhao Xiner.
If he wanted, he could cultivate countless spokespersons.
However, Dong Xun’er absolutely could not disappear in this manner.
If Dong Xun’er vanished without a trace for no reason, and Chu Mo did nothing, then next ti it might be Zhan Bingxue or Qin Zixuan who disappeared from right under his nose.
And the next ti, it might be Chu Mo’s closest kin, or even himself.
This was a test, a probing to find out his own limits, and what Chu Mo had to do was to crush this test in its cradle completely.
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He had to let the enemy know, with their blood, that touching his people would cost them dearly.
In the first-floor lobby of Moon Lake Tower, Zhao Jia Yong, one of the three heads of the Zhao family, led a group of executives in front of Chu Mo.
Zhao Jia Yong was the eldest son of the third generation of the Zhao family and the most likely heir to the Zhao family’s business.
At thirty-six, he was influential and powerful, emanating a steady and composed air.
Chu Mo was still bent over enjoying his large al, not caring for the group of people in front of him until ten minutes later, sated with food and drink, he put down his cutlery.
Jiang Rourou had half-step Grandmaster strength and was the only woman among them.
As one of Chu Mo’s spokespersons, she took on the role of a maid quite consciously, personally wiping the corners of Chu Mo’s mouth before quietly retreating behind him.
Chu Mo looked at his wristwatch again; it was now 7:20 p.m.
Twenty minutes had passed since he set foot in Moon Lake Tower.
Glancing at the crowd before him, Chu Mo spoke in a calm voice:
“Is your reaction too slow, or does the Zhao family of Suzhou simply not take , Chu Mo, seriously?
Such a long ti has passed, and no one in charge has co?
Do you really need to tear down the entire Moon Lake Tower before you realize the seriousness of the situation?”
Chu Mo’s voice was calm, but the six or seven hundred tall, black-clad n standing behind him were not to be questioned lightly, as those who did not believe in curses had already gone bankrupt.
The leading heir of the Zhao family, Zhao Jia Yong, took a slight step forward.
As the head of the third generation of the Zhao family, Zhao Jia Yong was neither humble nor arrogant.
He looked solemnly at Chu Mo, speaking in a steady voice:
“Mr.
Chu, I am the general manager of Moon Lake Tower and a mber of the Zhao family.
Whatever you have to say, say it to .”
Chu Mo had seen the man’s profile; the person before him was the third-generation heir of the Zhao family.
Among the younger generation of the Zhao family, he was rather outstanding.
But he was not the Family Head, and even under the Moon Lake Tower, he was only one of the three in charge.
Chu Mo’s expression was indifferent, and his voice carried a hint of amusent:
“Are you sure?
Our upcoming conversation will concern the future survival of the Zhao family of Suzhou City.
If I’m not satisfied with today’s talk, the Zhao family of Suzhou will vanish!
Are you sure you can represent the entire Zhao family in negotiations with ?”
Zhao Jia Yong, a tall and handso man, squinted his eyes slightly.
As the future heir trained by the Zhao family, he had always been surrounded by sycophants and was not accustod to being spoken to loudly.
Facing Chu Mo’s aggressive approach, although Zhao Jia Yong was usually a ticulous thinker, he still felt an impulsive surge of blood to his head.
He had heard of Mr.
Chu of the Mó dū, who seed to have so influence in the Mó dū area, but recently, he had attracted the attention of the eight great families and was currently being suppressed by them collectively.
In Hua Country, no one targeted by the eight great families had ever managed to turn the tables.
Zhao Jia Yong did not believe that the young man before him could stand up against the eight families.
Besides, Suzhou City had always been the Zhao family’s territory, where he was the local snake.
Even representatives from the eight great families would show politeness here.
Zhao Jia Yong, looking at the young man across from him who was much younger than himself, and having stood whilst the other ate for over ten minutes, was already feeling unpleasant.
Now insulted in this manner, he firmly responded:
“Mr.
Chu, let remind you, this is Suzhou City, not the Mó dū.
And Moon Lake Tower is the property of our Zhao family, not a place for just anyone to act recklessly.”
Chu Mo looked at the cold-faced man opposite him.
He was already in a bad mood because of the Dong Xun’er incident, and he had only intended to force the Zhao family head to show up so they could have a proper talk.
Since the other side was not being cooperative, Chu Mo naturally wanted to make him aware of the consequences.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Mo knew that without exerting so pressure on the Zhao family, they would not easily yield.
Taking out his phone from his pocket, Chu Mo imdiately called Zhan Bingxue.
After two rings, the other party picked up.
Chu Mo didn’t beat around the bush and said straight away:
“Proceed with the original plan, let’s start with a 20% drop in Zhao family’s stocks.”
Without any preamble, once Zhan Bingxue on the other end of the phone agreed, Chu Mo hung up.
His gaze returning to Zhao Jia Yong, he spoke coldly:
“While it’s said that a mighty dragon does not oppress the local snake, that only ans the dragon isn’t strong enough.
If it were a world-destroying dragon that could ignore all rules, the so-called local snake would be no different from an ant.”
With his words said, he no longer paid attention to the young man with a dark and unsettled face and quietly waited on his own.
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