Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 127 The Book Was Detained, Fans Shouted Disappointment

Seeing the boss approaching, the man in black in "Morun Pavilion" immediately bent down and bowed ninety degrees, "Boss, you are finally here!"

Leng Juan's voice under the silver mask said coldly, "What's going on? It hasn't been resolved yet!"

The men in black shook their heads one after another, "No, what should I do if I let you take a look?"

Leng Juan glanced at the truck, there were indeed a lot of things in it, and it would be very troublesome to check them one by one.

Qiao Yimo, who was under the skull mask, was a little impatient. Looking at the man under the silver mask, he squeezed his voice and spoke in a calm, calm voice, "Who are you, do you have the right to detain my things?"

Leng Juan followed the voice and walked to Qiao Yimo's side with his slender legs.

It's just that at this time, both of them were wearing black clothes, tightly wrapped, and Qiao Yimo was still speaking with a squeeze of his throat, so they couldn't recognize each other at all.

The man looked coldly at the woman who was shorter than him in front of him, without showing any mercy, "Do we need to take this batch of goods back for inspection?"

"Take it back?" Qiao Yimo said angrily, "Do you know how important these things are to me? You can take them away if you can!"

"Do it!" The man ignored the persuasion of the woman in front of him, and his tone was very calm and calm. These words were heard by the man in black, but it was shocking.

They hurriedly unloaded the box after box of things from the car, and moved them into the large truck that had been prepared in advance.

Looking at the hands-on ones in front of her, she almost vomited blood. She was so anxious that she could only whisper: "Sister Mo, if this batch of goods is detained today, it will be hard to explain to those fans who support you!"

Fans all know that today is the release date of the last batch of books by the author of "Qing Qing", and now there may be many people squatting in front of the computer or thousands of meters away from the mobile phone, waiting for the time to grab it.

"I know." Qiao Yimo looked at the tall man in front of him coldly.

A flash of anger suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she quickly suppressed it.

In front of Jiangcheng Avenue in S City, and people who are involved in the country, it is definitely not time-consuming to do it.

Qiao Yimo bit her lip, her slender and fair fingers unconsciously closed, her knuckles turned white, and her delicate eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

But no matter how unwilling she is now, she can only let the people of "Morun Pavilion" move things away.

She took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her state, stepped forward and asked, "If there is no problem with these books, when will they be returned to us?"

The dark night was like ink, and time passed by every minute. In the darkness, Leng Juan said lightly: "We will count overnight. If there is no problem, we will put this batch of books in the basement of Gucheng the day after tomorrow. When the time comes, you Come and get it. But if there is a problem, I will dig three feet and arrest you in accordance with the law."

Qiao Yimo clenched her fists tighter and tighter.

There is a problem with Barra.

Afterwards, the men in black behind them quickly completed the transfer.

The man stepped forward and nodded, then got into the luxury car again.

The brows of those vehicles that were drifting away were tightly frowned, "Chasing or not?"

"Forget it!" Qiao Yimo shook her head.

In the car back to Qiao's house, Qiao Yimo turned on her phone and found that her pseudonym had appeared on Weibo's trending search. When she clicked on it, all fans were crying and howling.

"Why is Qing Qing's book still not on sale?"

"I'm so anxious too!"

"If I don't grab it tonight, I won't be able to sleep!"

"Me too, what should I do!"

"Call Qing Qing Da Da."

(End of this chapter)