"Mo Nanjue!" Chen An stood up suddenly. He really couldn't help it. He said with a straight face, "Are you crazy?!"

Mo Beiyan laughed out loud when he heard this, and nodded, "Tsk, this is called cooperation. I'm in a great mood today. Since you promised me, let's start now."

"Get out!" Chen An rushed over and grabbed Mo Beiyan by the collar, almost lifting him up. "If he doesn't agree, stop trying to figure him out and get out!"

"Ouch, can you be more civilized?" Mo Beiyan was not angry. He patted Chen An's hand and said, "Take a good look for yourself. He has already agreed."

Chen An's chest rose and fell violently, and he turned his head, "Jue..."

"Tell me," Mo Nanjue clasped his hands and put them on his lap. He slightly raised his delicate chin and said in a cold tone, "List everything you want."

Chen An's face was full of disbelief, "You..."

He knew what Mo Beiyan wanted, and he also knew what Mo Nanjue had. These are all crucial things for a man.

Mo Nanjue left America alone, and it is not easy to stand firm until today. A man puts his career first, and the heavy building he built with his own hands now has to be broken down into tiles piece by piece and handed over to others.

?

Are you kidding?!

Mo Beiyan pushed Chen An's hand away, and he flicked the wrinkles on his collar, "Don't say that, as if I want a lot. I only want everything from you, and I won't take anything else."

What a high-sounding statement.

A sneer appeared on Mo Nanjue's lips.

"Okay, let's get started," Mo Beiyan gestured, and the man in black led his confidant in at the door. The man handed a piece of paper, "Young Master Yan."

Mo Beiyan reached out to take it, turned it in a circle and pushed the paper over. The confidant beside him said in time, "Second Young Master, it is clearly written on it that your Dijue Group includes DJ luxury goods in Italy.

Including the company, it has a total of 77 independent brands and operating rights, plus the recent MR jewelry empire, Driso Entertainment..."

He listed them all, and it took him more than thirty minutes to finish.

Sure enough, he came prepared.

Chen An's face was livid with anger, he was blatantly asking for something that originally belonged to his brother, yet he could still be so calm and composed!

"Those just now are all the brands currently on the market in your hands, Second Young Master." The man took out another piece of paper, which was also filled with dense writing. "These are all the properties in your name, including public and private, account

The house, car and other things are all..."

He called out a number and handed the paper over.

Both pieces of paper were placed in front of Mo Nanjue. The man lowered his head and glanced with a very cold expression, "That's all?"

"Of course it's not just that," Mo Beiyan's eyes fell on his face, and his expression rarely calmed down, "there are also your investments in all stock markets, as well as the unfulfilled gains so far, including the entire stock exchange transactions, as long as it involves you

I want everything with the name Mo Nanjue."

Mo Nanjue's eyes were filled with sarcasm that no one else could understand, and the cold darkness spread like ink. He didn't say anything more. He pursed his thin lips and uttered a dull word, "Okay."

Another good one, Chen An was so angry that his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
Chapter completed!