Chapter 101: Dong Zhiming’s Warning

It has been two days since then, so why hasn’t there been any movement yet? According to Liu Gen, the court’s efficiency should not be so low, because when a court receives a letter of complaint or a major prosecution case, it will set up a special task force to discuss it overnight. Generally, a notice will be issued to the public the next day. Moreover, this report is so important, it is impossible not to attract the attention of the court!

Did something wrong happen at a certain link, or did the court think the case is serious and did not issue a notice easily?

"Lao Wu, I can only say one thing. The report letter is not so easy to send, especially the private report letter. Even if it comes with strong evidence, it may be detained during the delivery process!" Liu Gen deserves to live in the courtyard and still understands some inside information. "This is the unspoken rule of the officialdom!"

"How to say this? Can citizens' right to report or appeal be hidden by these unspoken rules?" Mo Haoran was a little angry. He originally expected that these reported crimes and the copy list would make Dong Zhiming jail and eat guns, but he did not expect to encounter any unspoken rules in the officialdom.

Liu Gen said embarrassedly, "These are often encountered by my parents. Some people originally sent letters of complaints or some criminal evidence, which completely met the standards of summons or prosecution. However, some little ghosts privately seized these letters of complaints and sold them to the whistleblowers, so that the whistleblowers had time to eliminate the evidence or were a little cautious about the summons of the court. When you encounter a situation, I guess the little ghosts in the court have already sent your letter of complaints and evidence to Dong Zhiming, and they just pretended that the court had not received this letter of complaint!"

"It's outrageous!" Mo Haoran felt that he was ineffective. Now there were Dong Zhiming's forces everywhere in Jiangcheng. He came secretly. Even if he joined forces with Liao Xuefeng, he could not beat the black forces under Dong Zhiming. He came openly, and there were people from the official family protecting this bastard. Do you really want to sneak into Dong's house and assassinate himself?

Mo Haoran had a hint of impulse, and the black gold dagger on his waist seemed to feel the movement of Mo Haoran's heart, and a light sound like aura. It was a desire for blood and a yearning for harvesting life.

However, Mo Haoran was in a state of sanity. If he really sneaked into Dong's house and assassinated Dong Zhiming, then Jiangcheng would be in chaos. Now he can only unite the forces of society and defeat Dong Zhiming step by step. This will not only give Jiangcheng a buffering opportunity in all walks of life, but also walk into prison with a bad reputation. This may be a major blow to him.

What you have to do now is to keep calm and watch Dong Zhiming’s next move, and then watch Dong Zhiming counterattack.

The lunch tea restaurant is still full as before, and Ling Xue is busy again. Dong Zhiming sat quietly in a corner, looking out the window, and didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

At this moment, Mo Haoran's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was a strange number, Mo Haoran seemed to have thought of something. He deliberately made the cell phone ring for a while, and then he lazily picked up the cell phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey!" The simple word shows the other party's caution.

Mo Haoran didn't make a sound, and the people on the other side of the phone didn't say anything. The two of them were silent for about fifteen minutes. The guys over there finally couldn't hold back, "Hey, hello, Mr. Mo!"

Mo Haoran sneered, took another sip of tea with a leisurely look, lay on his back on his seat, and waited for the tea to swallow it into his throat, and muttered, Mo Haoran said: "Hello, Mr. Dong!"

There was a moment of being stunned, then a gloomy laughter came, "Mr. Mo is really amazing. Since he can easily guess that the person on the phone is me, Mr. Dong!"

"Does it still need to guess? I can guess just the hypocritical and cunning breathing coming from my phone, which is full of evil. I can also guess that there will be no other person in Jiangcheng to call me Mo Haoran!" Mo Haoran said slowly. He was very calm at this time. He had long guessed that Dong Zhiming would call to show off and talk to him about his conditions.

Dong Zhiming on the other side of the phone seemed to have antibodies to this sentence. He was not furious. Instead, he said thank you very much, just asking Mo Haoran to just scold him for being accused of being a slut, "Mr. Mo, can we talk about the conditions?"

"Of course, I am willing to negotiate terms with anyone, as long as it is beneficial to me!" Mo Haoran looked cunning and dealt with Dong Zhiming.

Dong Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that Mr. Mo is also an ordinary person. He must first consider his own interests when doing anything. It turns out that we are all the people!"

"Mr. Dong, your words made me stand up. I also hope that the son I gave birth to is not mentally retarded and the daughter I gave birth to is not mentally retarded. So it is better for Mr. Dong to take back the statements of this person, otherwise I will be ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors!" Mo Haoran's words were thorny, and his words were deeply disgusted.

Dong Zhiming still didn't care, "No matter whether they were all the people or not, we are ordinary people who pursue our own interests, so our goal is the same!"

"This is true, but the way to pursue your goals is different. You make money against your conscience, and my money is made openly. Although I can't be called noble or great, you can only call it garbage, borers, and shit!" What Mo Haoran wants is to anger Dong Zhiming and then let him take the initiative to expose him to his gun.

"Haha, I, Dong Zhiming, did make money against my conscience, and did many unethical things that are not tolerated by nature. But like me, you can't escape the word money, because our money can achieve the same goal, and we can all gain desires, status, beauty, and the money we make is for these desires, status and beauty. How can you say that you are open and upright?" Dong Zhiming's eloquent and wanton distort the principles of making money made Mo Haoran feel the urge to smash the phone.

Mo Haoran knew that it would not work to reason with these people who were already broken, so he asked in a roundabout way: "Can you tell me what Mr. Dong just mentioned about cooperation?"

Dong Zhiming on the other side of the phone was proud. Boy, fight with me, you are a little tender. A distorted word that distorts the facts will make you unable to find Bei. "Mr. Mo, cooperation is very simple. I will let you replace that guy Liao Xuefeng's current status. Let us join forces, and then Jiangcheng will be our world!"

"Hmph!" Mo Haoran sneered, "It seems that Mr. Dong has invested a lot of money to impress me. I remember that Liao Xuefeng is still your partner on the surface. If Mr. Dong loses Liao Xuefeng, then how can he explain to your future business partners!"

"Haha, you underestimate my Dong Zhiming's ability too much. Don't say you're going to kill Liao Xuefeng without leaving any trace. Even if you sell Liao Xuefeng's sister Liao Qingzhu to Africa as a prostitute, I can do it!" Dong Zhiming looked like a villain's success.

Threat, this is a naked threat. It seems that Dong Zhiming has already known about Liao Xuefeng's sister, so he deliberately said something like that just now.

"Mr. Dong, you underestimate me Mo Haoran too much!"

Dong Zhiming paused for a while, as if everything was within his control. He said arrogantly: "Mr. Mo, I, Mr. Dong, dare not say anything big, but I still have some influence on this acre of three-point land in Jiangcheng. I am tired of making some people missing or accidents on the surface. As long as Mr. Mo doesn't bite that matter, I have better conditions for you to negotiate!"

Mo Haoran asked in a pretentious manner, "I don't know what Mr. Dong said?"

"If you don't say secret words, it's just the matter of Ling Xue's little bitch's dead dad. Of course, if Mr. Mo can guarantee that he will not interfere with some of the things in Jiangcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine and Health Hospital, I am willing to give you a few percent of the shares, and I can make the decision to let Ling Xue's little bitch marry you!" The conditions offered by Dong Zhiming are tempting.

"I'm afraid I don't have that big appetite and I'm choking to death. Dong Zhiming, what kind of person do you belong to Ling Xue? What qualifications do you have to talk about her marriage? Damn, I'm leaving the words here. Today we declared war clearly. If you don't make you famous, I won't be named Mo!" Mo Haoran could speak politely at the beginning, but when he heard that Dong Laogou mentioned Ling Xue, he was furious. Dong Laogou turned Ling Xue towards the cliff and said that he was the decision to marry someone. Qiuqiu is not a mistake, but if he is too shameless, he is a shameless person.

Dong Zhiming was also furious and shouted at the phone: "I advise you not to overestimate yourself. I, Dong Zhiming, have always been ruthless in doing things. If anyone dares to stand in my way, I will crush him without hesitation."

"Damn, I, Mo Haoran, won't crush you. I will only ruin you and have a bad reputation for a thousand years. Don't you pay the most attention to fame and reputation? I want you to fall here, and after falling, you will tell you to never get up!" He has already turned aside, and Mo Haoran has no scruples. It is also good to take the opportunity to hit Dong Laogou and make him feel happy.

"Then I will see how big a wave you, a little fish, can draw. Young man, I tell you how easy it is to shake a tree. I'm optimistic about you and then you have reduced your identity and talked about cooperation with you. You are shameless, so I don't blame me for being rude!" Dong Zhiming said in a hurry.

Mo Haoran laughed and felt much more happy. It turns out that cursing people can relieve stress, especially scolding Dong Zhiming. "Old Dog, you don't have to be polite to me at all. By the way, I'm going to hang up the phone, but before I hang up the phone, I want to tell you something. All the content of our conversation just now was recorded by me. You said I sent it to the TV to leak the news, haha!" After that, he hung up the phone.

Dong Zhiming, who was on the other side of the phone, threw his cell phone into pieces, and stomped his feet a few times. A few sinister words came out of his mouth, "Mo Haoran, dare to insult me, I want you to die a good death!" While saying this, he cursed at the sky, but he didn't know that a chandelier fell down suddenly and hit Dong Zhiming right in front of him. Is this retribution?

Hearing Dong Zhiming's tone just now, he might have to attack Liao Qingzhu, Mo Haoran quickly called Liu Gen to ask.

"Hey, Lao Wu? I'm just about to call you, but someone is coming to trouble Liao Qingzhu!" Liu Gen said anxiously on the other side of the phone: "They came a lot of people, and they forced Liao Qingzhu away when they broke into the law school. The fucking security guards didn't know what to eat, and none of them came forward to stop or called the police!"

"What can I do? They have colluded with each other long ago. Why didn't Liao Qingzhu resist?" Mo Haoran ran to Jiangcheng University quickly while tying his cell phone. Fortunately, the tea restaurant was separated from Jiangcheng University by a wall.
Chapter completed!