PDLP Chapter 515: The Mo Family's Counterattack: Turning the Tide
Chapter 515: The Mo Family's Counterattack: Turning the Tide
Chapter 515: The Mo Family's Counterattack: Turning the Tide
Mo Han held his grandfather's hand tightly and sobbed in grief.
Wen Nuan stood aside, tears silently falling. She knew that this was the beginning of the real crisis for the Mo family.
Just then, Mo Han's phone rang again. It was an unfamiliar number.
He glanced at the caller ID and his heartbeat quickened.
After a few seconds, he answered the call.
"Mo Han," a cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "Your game is over..."
Mo Han's face instantly turned ashen. He stood up suddenly and yelled at the person on the other end of the phone, "Who are you?"
"Your grandfather is dead, and the Mo family is almost doomed. You'd better prepare for our next round of attack." The voice was cold and resolute.
"I'll make you pay!" Mo Han said gritting his teeth, then hung up the phone.
"What happened?" Wen Nuan asked anxiously.
"It's the Phoenix," Mo Han said solemnly, "They have already begun their next move. We must take immediate action to protect the Mo family."
Wen Nuan nodded, with a determined glint in her eyes.
She knew that they had to stand up, both for Mr. Mo and for the future of the Mo family.
The two quickly rushed back to the Mo family residence.
At this time, the top leaders of the Mo family had gathered together, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.
As soon as Mo Han entered the room, everyone's attention immediately focused on him.
"Master Han, what's the master's condition..." an old butler asked in a trembling voice.
Mo Han took a deep breath and said firmly, "We will definitely fulfill Grandpa's last wish. Now, we must unite to deal with the threat of the Phoenix."
As soon as Mo Han finished speaking, the Mo family's think tank put forward their own opinions.
Some suggested strengthening internal security measures, some proposed seeking help from external forces, and others proposed countering public opinion attacks through the media.
"Phoenix has already begun its media attacks," said a media expert. "All sorts of negative news about the Mo family has started circulating online, and our reputation has been severely impacted."
"Publish negative information!" Mo Han said coldly, "We must clarify the facts quickly, otherwise the Mo family's reputation will completely collapse."
Wen Nuan stood aside, observing everything silently.
She knew that she couldn't just stand by and watch.
She walked over to Mo Han and said softly, "I'll contact a few of my friends. Some of them are in the media industry and can help us clarify the facts."
Mo Han nodded and shook her hand gratefully.
"Together, there's nothing we can't solve."
The two quickly split up, Mo Han and his family members developed a detailed defense strategy, while Wen Nuan contacted her friends in the media and asked for their help.
At the same time, the attacks of the "Phoenix" organization intensified, and the Internet was full of slander and rumors against the Mo family. Some people even started protests against the Mo family on social media.
Wen Nuan and Mo Han knew very well that this was just the prelude to the "Phoenix" organization and a bigger storm was about to come.
They know that only by giving their all can they turn the tide.
Just as the two of them finished an emergency meeting, Mo Han's phone rang again.
This time, it was a familiar number.
"Mo Han," a calm voice came from the other end of the line, "I'm Zhao Wenbo, your old friend. I have important news to tell you..."
Mo Han and Wen Nuan looked at each other, feeling uneasy.
Mo Han quickly contacted his family's connections in the media and mobilized all resources to fight back.
Press conferences, exclusive interviews, online platform publicity, the media channels controlled by the Mo family were fully mobilized to refute the rumors spread by the "Phoenix" organization one by one.
At the same time, Mo Han also instructed the family's public relations team to collect evidence of the "Phoenix" organization's crimes and expose them to the public.
The direction of public opinion began to change, and more and more people began to question the true purpose of the "Phoenix" organization, and their sympathy and support for the Mo family gradually increased.
During the busy response process, Mo Han and Wen Nuan were almost inseparable.
They discussed countermeasures together and faced challenges together.
During a short break, Mo Han would gently hold Wen Nuan in his arms and give her a warm hug, silently conveying strength and love.
Wen Nuan would respond with a gentle look, as if telling him that no matter what happened, she would always be by his side.
Their feelings grew stronger through the wind and rain, like gold tempered in fire, shining brightly.
Late at night, the light in the Mo family's study was still on.
Mo Han and Wen Nuan sat side by side at the table, looking at the constantly updated data on the computer screen with frowns on their faces.
The trend of public opinion reversal has formed, but the attacks of the "Phoenix" organization have not stopped. Instead, they have become more covert and fierce.
"They've started attacking our business partners," Wen Nuan said, pointing to a message on the screen. "A supplier we've worked with for a long time just announced they're terminating their partnership."
A cold light flashed in Mo Han's eyes.
"It seems they intend to hit us financially."
"We must find a solution as soon as possible," Wen Nuan said firmly, "We can't let them succeed."
Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence of the study.
Mo Han stood up and opened the door. The housekeeper stood outside with a panicked look on his face. "Master Han, something happened..."
The butler hurried into the study, his face pale and his tone hurried: "Master Han, this is bad! The 'Phoenix' organization...they've kidnapped the young master!"
The document in Wen Nuan's hand fell to the ground with a "swish" sound, and her face turned pale in an instant.
The young master is Mo Han’s nephew, the youngest child in the Mo family, and the apple of Mr. Mo’s eye.
Mo Han stood up suddenly, grabbed the butler's collar, and his eyes were as piercing as ice spikes: "What happened? When did it happen?"
"Just now, the young master was forcibly taken away on his way to kindergarten! The other party left a note saying... that the Mo family should give up resistance, otherwise..." The housekeeper trembled and did not dare to say anything more.
Wen Nuan took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "Where's the note? Show it to me!"
The butler handed a folded note to Wen Nuan with trembling hands.
Written in bright red letters on it were the words: "Give up resistance, otherwise, wait for your bodies to be collected!"
Wen Nuan clutched the note tightly, her knuckles turning white.
She knew that the Phoenix organization was forcing them to submit in the most cruel way.
Mo Han's face turned ashen, his eyes burning with rage.
He snatched the note and crumpled it up.
"They dare!" He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "I will never let them succeed!"
Wen Nuan walked to Mo Han, gently held his hand, and gave him silent support.
"We will definitely rescue the young master." Her tone was firm and powerful.
Mo Han took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger in his heart.
He knew that now was not the time to act impulsively and that he had to calm down in order to find the best solution.
"Notify all family members immediately and hold an emergency meeting!" Mo Han ordered the butler. "At the same time, contact the police and conduct a full search for the young master's whereabouts!"
The butler took the order and left, leaving only Mo Han and Wen Nuan in the study.
"We can't just sit there and wait for death," Wen Nuan broke the silence, "We must take the initiative and find the hiding place of the Phoenix organization."
Mo Han nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
"I have arranged for someone to investigate, and I believe there will be news soon."
Suddenly, Mo Han's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
He glanced at Wen Nuan and answered the phone.
"Mo Han," a cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "It seems that you haven't made a choice yet. I think you should understand that we don't have the patience to wait too long..."
Mo Han's lips curled up into a cold smile. "You're wrong. I only have one choice."
He hung up the phone, a cold glint in his eyes.
"What did they say?" Wen Nuan asked anxiously.
Mo Han put the phone back in his pocket and said calmly, "They gave us an address..."
He walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a string of numbers on a piece of white paper.
"This is..." Wen Nuan looked at the string of numbers and had a vague premonition in her heart.
Mo Han handed the note to Wen Nuan and said in a low voice, "This is the hiding place of the Phoenix organization."
Wen Nuan took the note, her eyes firm and resolute. "Let's go!"
Mo Han and Wen Nuan led the family's elite and raided the hiding place of the "Phoenix" organization based on the clues provided by Zhao Wenbo.
After a fierce battle, they successfully rescued the young master and captured several core members of the "Phoenix" organization.
During the interrogation, they learned that the mastermind behind the "Phoenix" organization was Mo Han's half-brother, Mo Yunfeng!
Mo Yunfeng has always harbored a grudge against Mo Han for inheriting the position of the head of the Mo family, so he colluded with the "Phoenix" organization with the intention of overthrowing the Mo family.
The Mo family took advantage of this favorable situation and launched a new business plan, attracting many new partners.
The Mo family's strength increased instead of decreased, and the conspiracy of the "Phoenix" organization completely failed.
Mo Yunfeng's conspiracy was exposed, and he was expelled from the Mo family and became disgraced.
The mysterious organization's plan failed again, and the mastermind behind it was furious.
"Waste! A bunch of waste!" He threw the wine glass in his hand hard to the ground, and the fragments flew everywhere.
"Mo Han, do you think this is the end? The game has just begun!"
He picked up the phone and dialed a mysterious number. "Launch the 'Nirvana' project..."
At the same time, there was a celebratory atmosphere in the Mo family mansion.
The young master returned safely, and Mo Han and Wen Nuan could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"This time, it's all thanks to Zhao Wenbo," Wen Nuan said softly, snuggling in Mo Han's arms, "He helped us a lot."
Mo Han nodded, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, he did help us a lot this time."
Suddenly, Mo Han's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and his expression changed slightly.
"What's wrong?" Wen Nuan noticed his abnormality and asked with concern.
Mo Han didn't say anything, just answered the phone and put it to his ear.
"Mo Han," a strange and cold voice came from the other end of the line, "Congratulations, you won this battle. But do you really think you won?"
Mo Han's face instantly turned gloomy, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the phone turned white.
"who are you?"
"Haha," a chuckle came from the other end of the phone, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you will soon find out that the real game has just begun..."
The phone was suddenly hung up, and Mo Han's face was terribly gloomy.
Wen Nuan felt an inexplicable chill. She held Mo Han's hand tightly, and an uneasy premonition arose in her heart.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly.
Mo Han looked at Wen Nuan, a complicated light flashing in his eyes.
"It's okay," he patted his warm hands gently and said in a low voice, "It's just... a new storm is coming..."
He walked to the window, looked at the dark night sky outside, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"This time, we must win!"
Suddenly, the door of the study was flung open and the butler ran in in a panic.
"Master Han, something bad has happened..."