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Chapter 483 Reluctance to hand over the little ancestor!

What if Ma Qie'er doesn't agree to this forced buying and selling?

The bosses didn't know what perverted things Nangong Mo would do.

Is it like the legend that people are thrown into the sea to feed sharks?

Everyone held their breath and waited for this terrible man.

Then he heard Nangong Mo slackingly and lift his lips and said, "I am a very reasonable person. Don't worry, I will not let you feed fish on the high seas after getting on my boat."

The bosses breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next second.

Nangong Mo's tone changed: "However, if you don't drink this glass of wine, you will think that this woman is too ugly and unable to persuade her to drink. Keeping it will be a waste."

He picked up the fruit knife in the fruit plate and played with it casually: "I can't even persuade me to drink, so it doesn't make sense to keep this arm."

The model holding the wine glass was about to persuade him to drink, and was so shaking that she almost couldn't get up.

She almost staggered to Ma Qi's forehead and walked to Ma Qi's forehead: "Ma, Mr. Ma, please drink, this bar!"

A woman's innocent and pitiful face is covered with tears, and even a man with a heartless heart can't help it.

Seeing a beautiful woman with a beautiful arm cut off by herself, a normal man really couldn't do it.

What's more, Nangong Mo offered a big price for this transaction.

He did not let Ma Qie suffer a loss, and the poaching contract was left on the table, and the offer was 300 million yuan!

Just a young painter who has just become popular.

Ma Qi's forehead closed his eyes, and the heavens and men in his mind fought!

Just when Nangong Mo's knife was already on the shoulder of the female model, he suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to stop him with sweat: "Second Master! Wait, I'll drink!"

He took the wine glass and drank it all.

The female model who cried so hard that her hands were loosened and collapsed to the ground.

Fang Yumei, who was not far away, was frightened throughout the whole process and no longer dared to be jealous of the female model. She just felt that her job of pouring tea and water was quite good.

It’s so terrible to be with the king!

Nangong Mo looked at Ma Qi'er with satisfaction and drank wine, and pointed at the contract on the table: "Sign."

Ma Qie'er looked sobbing and looked honest: "Fourth Master, listen to me, I can sign, but... I'm afraid it's useless to sign. Kuaishan is like Shenying, and now he is a platinum master. Can you transfer their scripts to you? The power is in their own hands, so..."

"So you're playing tricks on me?" Nangong Mo's face turned cold in an instant.

The knife in his hand seemed to pierce into Ma Qi's forehead in the next second!

Ma Qie continued to explain weakly against the pressure: "No, No, Fourth Master, there is another more difficult problem. The phone number in Qianshan is left, but it is not that I can connect as soon as I want to, but that she can only answer when she is willing to answer. So even if I want to do something for you, convince her to transfer the script to you and paint specifically for you, I can't find her. Why not, I will give you her phone number and you will contact me personally? If you can convince her, we Penguin will definitely not dare to stop her from changing jobs!"

Nangong Mo's face turned a little clearer.

After getting the number, Ma Qie'er did not lie and no one answered the phone.

Nangong Mo threw the number to his subordinates to track it.

Ma Qie'er felt a little guilty.

What he gave to Nangong Mo was the zombie phone number that Qianshan left when he registered on the Penguin website, rather than the phone number that Qianshan later communicated with him.

He still had a little stubbornness in his heart, and he didn't want to hand over this little ancestor.

Just as he was worried that his little trick would be discovered by the Fourth Master and was thrown to feed the shark, he found that Nangong Mo's attention was no longer on him.

A pair of blue eyes staring at the picture on the phone, not a moment!
Chapter completed!
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