Campus flower heart master

In Mao Xinliang's hands, the most important document was retrieved, but the other documents in his hands are still there.

Those things are not important to Joyce.He is really not interested in Huaxia's internal secrets.

He doesn't have the idea of ​​becoming a king by himself, so who cares about those things?

But when the first cooperation failed, and the reason was unknown, Mao Xinliang thought for a long time, and finally decided to hand over those things to Joyce.

"I'm not interested in those things. If you give them to me, what do I want?" Joyce was not very willing to accept Mao Xinliang's overtures.

"Although those things are of no use to the development of the group, there are many people who want those secrets! The United States must want those things the most."

Although Mao Xinliang is glad that Joyce is easy to talk to, he is also afraid that the longer the delay in this situation, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Joyce is easy to talk now, and he didn't attack him. It's because he believes that he didn't do this. He also wants to figure it out on him, and then get those things back.

Mao Xinliang didn't think that the boss of an arms group would really be a kind person who would not hurt anyone's life!

"Give them to me, and I'll trade them with the government? Do you think I'll do that?" Joyce gave Mao Xinliang a sneer.

Just one glance, Mao Xinliang felt cool all over.

"There are always some uses for these things! Of course, this is just my sincerity, not a deal between me and Joyce!" Mao Xinliang hurriedly explained.He was really afraid that Joyce would think that he would make another deal with him.

In one transaction, I got 5000 million. In the end, Joyce didn't get what he wanted. Joyce didn't shoot himself, which is really generous.

Now, if you make Joyce think that you want to trade with him again, wouldn't you be courting death?

Mao Xinliang couldn't figure it out, how could the things he had put away tomorrow have changed?If something is missing, he can comfort himself by saying that he has misremembered the place, but it is clearly there, and it is still the kind of bad information that has been popularized. Isn't this a joke?

Joyce thought for a moment, thought for a while, and agreed. This time, Joyce didn't let Mao Xinliang say it, but asked him to write down the location and the codes left in various places.

Looking at the written note, Joyce decided to act on his own this time.

It's not that he can't trust others, but that he feels too weird about what happened last time.

After a lot of tossing, after taking out Mao Xinliang's things stored in the safes of major banks, when he came back and looked again, Joyce's old face immediately twitched with anger.

How can this be the secret about the leaders of Huaxia that Mao Xinliang said?It is clearly a long record of Mao Xinliang and Zhu Xing who hang out with women.

The records are extremely detailed, but how can this thing be of any use to Joyce?Speaking of the experience of playing with women, how could Mao Xinliang and Zhu Xing be his opponents?

This time, Joyce couldn't hold back anymore.

When Joyce threw a pile of thick paper on Mao Xinliang's face, Mao Xinliang was still in a daze and didn't know why.

"See for yourself what this is? This is what you call an important secret? Yes, it's his, Ma's secret, even if you don't have the guts to do such a thing in public!"

Mao Xinliang, who was scolded so blindly, hurriedly picked up the papers and looked at them, his whole face turned pale.

It's really white, the kind of pale that has no blood at all.If it weren't for looking at him still angry, it would make people think that this is a dead person.

"How is this possible? I put it in myself, so how could it be like this?" Apart from asking himself in disbelief, Mao Xinliang couldn't say anything else.

"You ask me? Who should I ask? For you, how many of my brothers died? Did you just give me these things? Mao Xinliang, you are so courageous. There are many ways to die. Why do you die like this? ?" Joyce laughed back at Mao Xinliang's anger.

"Daddy, what happened?" This time, Joyce didn't try to hide anything. Hearing his voice, Jielu was the first to run over.

Don't look at her and Joyce are always on the same level, but Joyce really loves her, why doesn't she know?Father and daughter are united, she doesn't want to see her father suffer any harm.

"What's the matter?" Following behind Jielu were Ji Tianyu and the others, seeing Mao Xinliang sitting among a pile of papers, they couldn't help asking curiously.

"Look for yourselves! Mao Xinliang is so brave! You cheated me out of 5000 million with waste paper, and I still believe you are innocent. But this time, what's going on? Secret? What a secret! Yours Is it a secret to take off your clothes and do this?"

Joyce was also really angry. The anger has been simmering and suppressing in his heart for the past few days, and now he has a chance to release it suddenly, which can be regarded as venting all the anger.

Ji Tianyu and the others each picked up a few faces, and when they saw it, their eyes widened.

"Wow, there is such an amazing content! This thing is good, but there are too few pictures, and the characters are all Chinese characters, so I can't recognize a few. Jintang, you are from Huaxia, translate for us!" Ji Tianyu screamed, and ran to Jintang's side with a few pieces of paper in his hand.

Joyce's brows were frowned like dumplings. In this state, not to mention mosquitoes, even flies would be trapped to death.

At this time, he was having trouble in his heart, and listening to Ji Tianyu's words, he felt more and more bored.

"Xiao Hei, I have given all these things, you can take them back and study them! But, you have to do something for me!" Joyce looked at Ji Tianyu who was screaming, and said.

"Boss Joyce, you are really my confidant. Then I will not be polite, I will take all these things away!" Ji Tianyu was immediately happy when Joyce said that he would give him all the detailed descriptions. began to gather together.

Mao Xinliang stared blankly at Ji Tianyu busy collecting papers around him, but he didn't think about driving Ji Tianyu away.

After all, he might not even be able to save his life now, so why would he care about such things as live broadcast narration?

He just didn't understand, where did this thing come from?And how did he get into the safe where he kept his files?The thing was obviously put away by him long ago, why did it suddenly become this kind of thing?

Mao Xinliang couldn't figure it out, but when he inadvertently raised his eyes to look at the black coal ball in front of him, he found that there was a chill in his eyes.