Thrown to South Africa

On the way to the airport, Mo er was guarded by people around him. Special Assistant Guan Tezhu sat in the front passenger seat and was reporting the situation to the boss.

"Yes, we are already on the way to send Vice-President Mo to the airport. We will arrive in about ten minutes."

"Okay, alright, understood, don't worry about it, boss."

Mo Er was staring so hard from the back seat his eyeballs were about to pop out. When he heard that Special Assistant Guan Tezhu was on the phone with his brother and that the call was about to end, he hurriedly said,

"Special Assistant Guan, I want to talk to my brother on the phone! I have something important to tell my brother!"

Okay.

The phone was handed over from the front. Mo Er quickly took it and called out to the phone with an aggrieved expression,

"Brother ~"

On the other side of the phone, Mo Boyuan almost had goosebumps when he heard his brother's fawning tone.