President Zhao's face was red, but his voice was like thunder as he shouted, "Urgent? Isn't this an urgent matter? I don't care, get Mo Qian out here, or I'll smash his party. "
This President Zhao seemed to have completely forgotten where he was drunk.
The Mo family was not a place where he could act presumptuously. He dared to call Mo Qian by his full name and even threatened to smash Mo Qian's party. Wasn't this a slap to Mo Qian's face?
Uncle Mo would not allow such a thing to happen. He said coldly, "This Mr. Zhao must have drunk too much. Please rest, Mr. Zhao, and allow him to wake up. "
As soon as Uncle Mo finished speaking, three strong bodyguards walked up from both sides. They looked grave, and their eyes occasionally revealed a fierce light.
President Zhao's eyes widened as he looked at the iron-like people beside him. He shouted, "I'll see who dares to touch me!"
