The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 175 Xiao Jie hangs up Mo Huasong's phone

"What? Huo Ling, you brat, you are so big, you should call me sister, you know?" Jian Ling got angry.

"Call your sister." Huo Ling retorted without admitting defeat.

Mo Huasong was furious when he heard this: "Why are you arguing?"

Seeing that their master was angry, Sword Spirit and Fire Spirit were too scared to make a sound, and they all shrank inside.

Mo Huasong thought about it, but continued to call Xiao Jie.

This time, Xiao Jie's phone was connected, and Xiao Jie's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Who am I?Mo Huasong's face turned green all of a sudden. "I'm Mo Huasong." Mo Huasong yelled angrily.

This Xiao Jie didn't remember his mobile phone number, and asked who he was?It was about to kill him.

"Oh, so it's Young Master Mo, what's the matter?" Xiao Jie's voice was indifferent, as if letting others fall into an ice cellar.

Mo Huasong felt that he was about to vomit blood, and really wanted to hang up the phone immediately.

But thinking about agreeing to Su Weidong just now, he temporarily swallowed his anger and said: "Xiao Jie, I want some VIP tickets for your concert tomorrow, preferably in the first row."

Mo Huasong wondered if Mu En wanted a ticket, he seemed to be pursuing Xi Sisi.

"No." Before the words finished, Xiao Jie hung up the phone.

"What? Xiao Jie dared to hang up on my phone?" Mo Huasong jumped up angrily this time, exhaling his true energy, and the huanghuali wood in front was burned to ashes by the black ghost fire he used.

"I'll go, the master will get angry when he gets angry, how can he order me around?" Huo Ling had a bitter face inside.

Jianling persuaded in a low voice: "Huo Ling, don't say a few words, or the master will let you burn this building down."

Jianling knew why Mo Huasong was so angry. He had always been arrogant, especially when it came to women. He was the only one who hung up women's mobile phones, and he was the only one who commanded women. As soon as women heard his words, they immediately carried out orders.

But now Xiao Jie not only refused to obey his order, but also hung up his phone directly, why not make him angry?

"I'm so pissed off." Mo Huasong slapped forward as expected, and the black ghost fire flew towards the furniture over there.

However, Huo Ling got the hint from the sword spirit and just flew over without burning the contents inside. It was equivalent to heating the furniture.

Mo Huasong said angrily: "Huo Ling, do you want to court death?"

"No, Master, Sword Spirit told me to do this, if you want to scold her, you scold her." Huo Ling replied with a bitter face.

"Huo Ling, you have some backbone, okay?" Jian Ling was also angry when he heard it.

"Bones? You encouraged me to do this, and then I was scolded by the master, what are you talking about about my bones?" Huo Ling scolded shamelessly.

Mo Huasong also calmed down when he heard the quarrel between Huo Ling and Jian Ling, and did not vent his anger on his house.

After all, the house is his own, and if he burns the house down, he will be the one to lose.

The huanghuali wood furniture just now cost hundreds of thousands of sets.

Mo Huasong thought about it and called Xiao Jie again.

This time I was not hung up, and it was Xiao Jie who answered the phone: "Why are you calling me again? I still like money, and I'm making a lot of money now."

"You, you—" Mo Huasong choked again.

Suddenly, Mo Huasong heard a man beside him talking to Xiao Jie gently, as if he wanted to invite her to dinner or something. Mo Huasong, who had calmed down just now, became angry again.

"That's it." Xiao Jie hung up the phone again.

"I'll go, Xiao Jie is really awesome. He directly hung up on the master twice. The master is very embarrassing." Huo Ling fanned the flames beside him.

"Huo Ling, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Jian Ling scolded.

Huo Ling didn't speak anymore, he just wanted to see Mo Huasong go crazy.

But Mo Huasong smiled and said: "What nonsense are you two little ones talking about? Do you think I care about Xiao Jie? Really, how could I like her? I will call Sister He Lin in a while, she seems to be responsible for this performances."

So Mo Huasong called He Lin.

"Eh? Hua Song, are you free?" Seeing that it was Mo Huasong calling, He Lin asked with a smile.

"Yes. Sister He Lin, do you have tickets for Xiao Jie's concert tomorrow?" Mo Huasong asked.

"I still have a few more this morning, but I called you to ask if you want them? But no one answered your call. I thought you didn't have time to go, so I gave them to those colleagues in the company." He Lin answering.

Xiao Jie's popularity is overwhelming now, and the tickets are sold out early, so this time He Lin's cultural company has made a lot of money.

"Forget it." Seeing that He Lin didn't even have a ticket, Mo Huasong had no choice but to give up.

"Hua Song, do you want to go to Xiao Jie's concert?" He Lin asked.

Mo Huasong shook his head hastily: "No, why would I want to hear her sing? I'm just talking."

Mo Huasong hung up the phone, thinking that he hadn't seen Su Weidong in the past few days, and he didn't know how he was practicing, so he went to the garage.

There were still two cars in the garage, and Mo Hua released a Rolls-Royce off-road vehicle.

When Mo Huasong reached the gate of the community, a person in front of him waved desperately to him.

Mo Huasong recognized that person as Feng Xuecheng.

Mo Huasong stopped the car, Feng Xuecheng immediately jumped to the front, looked at the front of the car excitedly and shouted: "I'm going, it's really a Rolls-Royce limited edition Cullinan off-road vehicle, you can't buy it even if you have money."

"This buddy must be the owner of the money. I want to worship him and call him the boss. This car costs at least one hundred million or tens of millions." Feng Xuecheng ran over excitedly, wanting to see who was driving the car Local tycoon.

When Mo Huasong pressed the car window, Feng Xuecheng was shocked: "Liar, how could it be you?"

Feng Xuecheng's face turned green. He used to say that Mo Huasong was a poor liar, but now that Mo Huasong let go of such a luxurious car, it directly slapped him in the face.

"Mr. Mo, hello." When the security guards saw Mo Huasong, they immediately ran over to salute Mo Huasong, and then they didn't dare to take a breath.

"Go away, silly Bi, so as not to damage my car." Mo Huasong gave Feng Xuecheng a white look, and then drove away.

"I'll go, is it great to be rich? Damn it." Feng Xuecheng jumped up angrily.

The security guard was sweating secretly when he heard this. Just now Feng Xuecheng told the security guards that he was very rich and amazing.

Just as the security guard was about to leave, Feng Xuecheng hurriedly grabbed the security guard's arm: "Secure Security, who is that Mr. Mo? Last time he said he was the owner of Xianhe No. [-]."

"Mr. Mo is the owner of Xianhe No. [-]. Please keep your voice down, or you won't know how you will die." Seeing Feng Xuecheng scolding Mo Huasong just now, the security guard hurried away in fright.

The Lin family has already confessed that Mr. Mo must not be offended, otherwise it will be a dead end.

Mo Huasong didn't care so much, he drove directly to Zhanhai University.

This time he didn't meet Pang Xiaopei, but saved a lot of things.

In the open space outside the classroom of the Chinese Department, Jia Weiqiang pointed to the BMW X100 next to him and said with a smile to the students next to him: "Look, mine is a BMW [-]-series. It's amazing, more than [-] million."

(End of this chapter)