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In the following days, Wen Zilai and Xiao Mo would be lingering almost every night, and the two had a very sweet little life.

This was probably the happiest time in Xiao Mo's life.

But at the same time, he was also afraid that such time would suddenly pass away.

There has been no news from the bone marrow, and his heart has been unable to calm down.

After half a month.

On Christmas Eve, Xiao Mo received news from a mysterious person, and Xiao Mo came to a remote place for his appointment with full expectation.

On the deserted island, Xiao Mo saw a mysterious person.

The mysterious man is dressed in black and wears a black and white clown mask on his face.

This mask comes from Europe and the United States, and has a very famous name called "Smile Killer".

It was not the first time Xiao Mo saw a mysterious person, they had had a deal before.

For convenience, Xiao Mo also directly referred to this mysterious person as "clown."

The clown was sitting under an open-air restaurant and admiring the scenery of the island leisurely, and when he saw Xiao Mo coming, he waved at him.

Xiao Mo put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the clown in an imposing manner, and sat down beside him.

"What are you looking for for me?" Xiao Mo's tone was not irritating, like treating a stranger.

The clown leaned Erlang's legs up and looked like a scornful rascal, "Of course I am looking for you because of business."

Xiao Mo didn't know much about this clown, the only thing he knew was that the clown was short of money.

Because of lack of money, he always makes deals with rich people.

Xiao Mo still remembered that the first time he met the clown was in a nightclub to talk business with people.

At that time, his business partners were all boasting that the clown was very reliable and had many spooky ideas.

At that time, he also wanted to deal with Mu Nanfeng, so he took the initiative to find the clown to make suggestions, and then the two reached the first deal.

Speaking of it, this clown also has no reputation in the Imperial City. I only heard that this person belongs to some influential underground organization.

It's nothing more than the gangsters.

But what Xiao Mo had to admit was that this clown did have some abilities.

He not only got the audio of Mr. Mu, but also kidnapped Yanxi, and then threatened Xu Yan to take the initiative to enter the prison cage.

Xiao Mo remembered that he had made a lot of money at that time and gave the clown a high price of 80 million yuan.

But later when he decided to let Xu Yan leave, he also felt that he was really a bit stupid.

Spent a high price, but finally relented.

This time the clown took the initiative to come to the door, presumably for the money.

Xiao Mo was curious and asked, "What's the matter?"

The clown's voice came through the mask, with a bitter chill, "I heard that Mr. Xiao is looking for something to save my life. I just have news in my hand. I don't know if Mr. Xiao is interested, so I will make a deal with me. ?"

Hearing this, Xiao Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked straight at the clown.

However, the clown's mask is always that smiley, and he can't see the real expression of the other party.

"You mean, you have news of bone marrow?"

Xiao Mo was afraid that he might have misunderstood, so he asked earnestly.

The clown nodded, "Yes."

Suddenly, Xiao Mo seemed to see a ray of light entering his gloomy world.

His Zi Ai...is he saved?

Xiao Mo leaned forward and pulled the sleeves of the clown with excitement, "Are you serious? Do you really have news of bone marrow?"

The clown turned his head and looked at Xiao Mo, with a pair of deep black eyes with seriousness, "Mr. Xiao, I don't have to lie to you, but I made it clear in advance that I will only sell news this time, and I don't care about the others."

Through that cold mask, Xiao Mo saw the seriousness in his eyes, and his heart was even more excited.

Very good!

That's great!

Finally found the bone marrow suitable for Wen Ziwei!

"How to trade, you say." Xiao Mo didn't hesitate at all, eager to get news.

But the clown was very calm, he waved to the man in black behind him to take out the things.

The man in black left for a while, and after a while he came over with a portable silver code box and stood behind the clown.

Xiao Mo locked his eyes on the box, already guessing that it was what he wanted inside.

When the clown saw Xiao Mo's eyes popped up, he slowly said, "Mr. Xiao also knows that what I lack most is money. How much do you think this box... is worth?"

Xiao Mo could see that the other party was testing his own bottom line. He replied, "As much as you drive, I will give it as much."

"Okay, Mr. Xiao is really refreshed." The clown was very satisfied with this answer.

He put down Erlang's legs, got up and snatched the password box from the man in black, put his backhand on the table and directly quoted, "50%."

"What?" Xiao Mo was puzzled.

The clown knew he didn't understand, so he might as well say more clearly, "Mofeng shares, I want 50%."

Xiao Mo's pupils dilated and he looked up at the clown, stunned.

Fifty percent!

Is this clown crazy?

Everyone knows that Mofeng Group was founded from scratch. He is the president and chairman of the company.

If half of the shares are divided, then this company will not belong to him completely. The clown is going to divide half of his country.

crazy.

This person is really crazy for money!

Seeing his frightened face, the clown knew that his own conditions had scared him.

He said again: "I remember Mr. Xiao said to the outside world that if anyone helps you find the bone marrow, you are willing to give 30% of the shares. I am only asking for an extra 20% now, not too much. ?"

Xiao Mo admitted that he had said this, because 30% was already his bottom line.

But now, the Joker is obviously going to break his bottom line.

If you give this fifty percent, the clown is equivalent to another boss of Mofeng, who is on an equal footing with him.

Xiao Mo hesitated.

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is there any room for negotiation?"

The clown has a tough attitude, "I always make deals at a flat price. If Mr. Xiao can't afford it, then I won't force it. I'll go to the next home again."

"No..." Xiao Mo was afraid that the clown would suddenly regret it. He clenched his fist and thumped it on the table, feeling cruel, "I'll give it."

The final word.

Xiao Mo's eyes were firm and determined: "I made this deal."

He couldn't just watch this glimmer of hope slip away from him.

In any case, he must save Wen Ziyi.

"Okay, President Xiao is grand." The clown patted the table, expressing his appreciation for Xiao Mo.

He waved his hand again: "Come on, bring me the contract."

The next moment, the man in black walked over with a thick stack of documents and presented the documents to the clown.

The clown put the papers on the table and spoke slowly, "Mr. Xiao, I have already prepared the contract. You only need to sign it."

The white and black characters were placed in front of Xiao Mo.

He picked up the contract with a complicated mind, and carefully looked at each agreement.

It is a very formal contract and there is no water in it.

Xiao Mo struggled for a long time, and finally picked up a water-based pen and signed his name on it.

"All right."

Xiao Mo put down the pen, feeling that a piece of flesh on his body was cut away, and it was painful.

The clown looked at his fluent handwriting and couldn't help but praised: "Mr. Xiao's handwriting is so good. Unlike us little rascals, who don't know a lot of big characters, it's really envious."

"It's okay." Xiao Mo Qiang smiled, thinking that this contract should have been made by the clown specifically for a lawyer.

Otherwise, let alone signing a contract with their level of education, even if you look at it, you won't be able to understand it.

"Mr. Xiao, happy cooperation." The clown said meaningfully: "Not only is the cooperation happy today, but also in the future."

From now on they will be considered as partners, everything has to be involved, but the clown's goal is very clear, he only needs money, as for other he will not interfere.

Xiao Mo also knew that rascals like him didn't understand business affairs at all, so he didn't bother to make any rules with him, as long as he gave him the money on time in the future.

What Xiao Mo cares most right now is the news in his bones.

He looked serious and asked anxiously, "Can you give me the box?"

The clown entered the unlock code and made a random gesture, "President Xiao please."

Xiao Mo took the password box and opened it, and couldn't wait to take out the contents inside.

Still a bunch of files.

One news is bought for 50% of the shares.

He is probably the stupidest person in the world.

But he didn't regret it, as long as Wen Zimei could live in the end, he felt that everything was worth it.

Take out the documents, some medical reports and the information of the person who matched the bone marrow.

Xiao Mo looked at the information that fits the person, and the light in his eyes became sharp.

"Why... how is she?"

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