Chapter 9 The Special Feature Is Hardness

"What?" Yang Dongqing didn't understand what he meant at the first time.

"My name."

Yang Dongqing was slightly shaken.

Nanmo...

He savored it carefully and found that the girl's name was very beautiful and poetic, but he was ignorant and could not tell the meaning like Nan Mo.

"It's a very nice name. Is it an allusion to it?"

"Does it sound good?" The girl was surprised: "This is the first time someone said my name sounds good. My friends all think my name is weird, so they usually call me Jasmine."

"No, I think it sounds good."

Nan Mo smiled, this time there was less vigilance in the smile and more happiness.

"The banana garden has double fruits hanging down, and the jasmine in Nanzhou is overwhelming with thousands of flowers."

"What?" Yang Dongqing was stunned again.

"Oh, didn't you ask about the allusion to my name?" Nan Mo said a little strangely.

"Really? Hahaha..." Yang Dongqing laughed sheepishly and glanced at the profile of the girl in his arms from the corner of his eye.

"It's really overwhelming..."

"What did you just say?"

"Huh? It's nothing. You heard wrong."

"But I clearly heard what you said about flowers..."

In a residential building in the distance, Su Mu slowly put down his night vision binoculars, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

"What a Nan Mo, what a Jasmine. Reality is indeed more interesting than dreams. Even small people have their own shining points. To be precise, what is interesting is not reality, but real people!"

He hid behind the scenes and witnessed with his own eyes a good show starring Jasmine, and even "heard" the lines clearly.

He can read lips, so there's no barrier.

Because learning in dreams can consume mental energy, he basically kept studying in the later period, and then mastered many interesting life tips, such as making bombs, killing with bare hands, preparing poisons, etc...

Su Mu casually threw the night vision binoculars to Zhao Chaoyao, and then said lightly: "Go and check Nan Mo. This woman is not as simple as she seems."

Zhao Chaoyao's heart trembled: "Yes, leader!"

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The next day.

Viper gang headquarters.

In front of the tall and thick Ouroboros wall, Su Mu, who had just finished hypnosis, was sitting in a wheelchair with an empty look on his face.

"The condition is getting worse." His face was pale, with almost no blood visible, but his eyes were brighter than ever.

"Chief, Jasmine is here."

The vicious Zhao Chaoyao brought the petite Nan Mo in.

Nan Mo looked very nervous, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Viper Gang members standing around like statues.

"How are things going?" Su Mu's slightly hoarse voice came from the high platform, echoing in the empty hall.

Nan Mo nervously looked at Su Mu under the dark gold patterned wall, and for some reason she felt like she was seeing the emperor.

Resisting the urge to kneel down, she hurriedly said: "It went very well, Yang Dongqing didn't become suspicious."

"Yes." Su Mu nodded, looked at Nan Mo carefully, and asked slowly: "Are you... asleep?"

Nan Mo shook her head stiffly: "No... no, he cared about me very much. He knew that I was frightened and injured, but he didn't touch me."

As if she was afraid that Su Mu would think she was not working hard, she added: "But I said that I was very scared, so I told him not to leave. He slept on the floor. In the second half of the night, I was afraid that he would catch a cold, so I let him sleep. On the bed."

Su Mu's eyes moved down and landed on the other person's slender ankle. The fair skin was still a little red and swollen. It was obvious that the injury was not a fake, but a real injury.

"You have done well, but men will not cherish things that are too easy to obtain."

Nan Mo's face was slightly happy: "Thank you boss for the compliment. In fact, I didn't do anything. The main reason is that Yang Dongqing is too naive."

Su Mu shook his head, with a smile on his lips, and looked at her with interest: "No need to be modest, your acting skills are very real, it doesn't look like you are acting."

Nan Mo's face froze: "People like us have to deal with all kinds of guests every day, so we all know some acting skills."

"There is no need to lie. Your acting skills have nothing to do with your career, but with your experience. After all, only those who have truly experienced it can perform the kind of stubbornness in the face of despair."

"Boss, I don't quite understand what you mean." Nan Mo's smile became stiffer.

"It's nothing interesting, it's just that I sent someone to investigate your life, and it turned out that your life is very similar to the script you prepared.

A gambling father, a sick mother, a younger brother who goes to school, and you were indeed a student once, and you like poetry and music.

The only difference is that reality is often crueler than the script, and you are stronger than the script. "

Nan Mo was silent, her face was a little pale, the aura of dust she had pretended to be before had long since faded away, and she looked a bit sad.

"Fortunately, the people in the script still have parents, but my father has been beaten to death by debt collectors, my mother has also died of illness, and my only brother has severed ties with me because of my work.

At first I really wanted to sing in a bar, but I was not famous, so I had to agree to the bar owner’s unspoken rules in order to sing in a bar, and then..."

"Stop." Su Mu interrupted: "I know your life better than you know yourself."

Nan Mo was stunned, and the smile on her lips became more and more miserable. She realized that the man in front of her was the leader of the Viper Gang. There was no sympathy for such a person, and she had gotten used to it over the years. No one would sympathize with her, and those who did were just doing things under the guise of sympathy.

"Is your brother currently working at the Chengxin Machinery Factory?"

After a light word fell, Nan Mo was instantly like a frightened deer, her mind was in chaos: "No, don't... Don't touch my brother, I will listen to you in everything, I..."

"Stop." Su Mu frowned slightly: "Have you watched too many TV dramas? Or is your stereotype of me too serious? Why should I touch your brother?

Is there anything about you that I need to personally handle?"

Nan Mo was stunned, and the rising emotions were directly dispersed, a little confused, as if this was the case? ?

"I pay, you do the work for me, it's that simple, understand?"

"Understand...understand, then you..."

"I mentioned the Honesty Machinery Factory just to change the payment method. The Honesty Machinery Factory is a small workshop. Because of poor management, it owes the Viper Gang some money. The factory director plans to mortgage the factory to the Viper Gang. It just so happens that your brother is in the Honesty Machinery Factory, so I plan to exchange the promised reward to you for the Honesty Machinery Factory, and let your brother be the factory director.

The Viper Gang does not have to pay money, nor does it have to send people to run this small workshop. Isn't it a win-win situation for your brother to become the factory director?

What do you think?"

Nan Mo was in doubt. She knew that the other party was definitely not so kind. He took the initiative to mention the Honesty Machinery Factory, or was he trying to hit her.

If the task is done well, her brother will become the director of the Honesty Machinery Factory. If it is not done well, the machinery factory may only be a grave.

But she still chose to agree, after all, she had no room to refuse: "I do!"

"Very good, I will give you the second task next, but before that, tell me if there is anything special about Yang Dongqing?"

Nan Mo thought about it and finally uttered a word: "Hard."

"Hard?"

"Yes, he is very hard."

"How dare you!" Zhao Zhaoyao on the side couldn't help but cursed: "Didn't you say you didn't sleep? How do you know it's hard if you haven't slept!? Besides, our leader asked if there is anything special, who the hell asked if you are hard or not!"