Presiding Justice

Mo Chi did not understand what had happened at all. How did he become a jerk? He, Mo Chi, had never been slandered like this in his life.

Mo Chi endured the gloominess in his heart and arranged for Mo Qing to receive the technicians sent by the partners. Mo Qing nodded. Before he left, he looked at Mo Chi worriedly. "President Mo, should we bring a few bodyguards over? I think the Qin family has ill intentions."

Not only did they not come with good intentions, but their gazes were simply murderous. He was very worried about Mo Chi's life.

"There's no need. Can't I deal with them?" Mo Chi sneered. Although he had retired, his skills had not regressed. Even if the three Qin brothers attacked together, he would not take them seriously.