True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

As soon as Mu Cheng said these words, his nerves were tense.

Mu Chenzhou glanced at Meng Jingyu's direction.

Seeing Meng Jingyu didn't mean to leave now, so he retreated to a corner and answered the phone.

"Mr. Mu Cheng, I'm Mu Chenzhou, you're welcome."

In fact, Mu Cheng was just the servant in charge of Mu Heqing's travels.

But because of Mu Heqing, no one would really treat him as a servant.

If you want to see Mu Heqing, you have to go through Mu Cheng.

"Master has already set the final time for the heir assessment." Mu Cheng said in a flat tone, "I happened to come to your mother today for something, so I'll let you know in advance by the way."

Mu Chenzhou's eyes suddenly fixed: "Grandpa wants to choose an heir?"

This matter was spread in the Mu family as early as a few years ago.

It directly crossed the generation of Mu Chenzhou's father, and the candidates were all in the head of their grandchildren.

It's just that Mu Heqing has never had any definite remarks, and this time, he will say it completely.

Mu Chenzhou's breathing became a little faster.

"Yes, you were the first to be notified." Mu Cheng smiled slightly, "The assessment is more difficult, and specific criteria will be issued in a few days, please prepare for it, Master Shen Zhou."

Before Mu Chenzhou could react, Mu Cheng had already hung up the phone.

He was stunned for a long time.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again.

It's Mrs. Mu.

"Shen Zhou, you were the first to be notified, which means it's a good thing." Mrs. Mu also couldn't hide her excitement, "Your grandfather should have paid attention to you."

The Mu family has a great career.

There are thirty direct disciples of Mu Chenzhou's generation alone.

I have never seen anyone close to Mu Heqing.

Mu Chenzhou is not the best, there are at least three people in front of him.

One of them is a woman.

Mrs. Mu did not expect that Mu Cheng would personally inform Mu Chenzhou about the assessment of the heir.

"If you have a distinguished guest over there, Mom will not bother you." Mrs. Mu was very relieved. "When you pass the assessment, you can start to inherit the Mu family."

Looking at the hung up call, Mu Chenzhou frowned, but he was not as optimistic as Mrs. Mu.

He thought for a moment and walked over to Meng Jingyu.

The man was wearing a dark blue Hanfu embroidered cardigan jacket, and he also had a folding fan in his hand.

Antique.

It is out of tune with this bustling, feasting international metropolis.

But his appearance is very outstanding, and this dress makes him more handsome.

People passing by can't help but turn back frequently.

Mu Chenzhou stepped forward and apologized: "Mr. Jing Yu, I'm sorry, I couldn't let you get that tulip."

"No need." Meng Jingyu paused, then suddenly asked, "Do you know that lady?"

"I know, but I'm not familiar with it." Mu Chenzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Meng Jingyu didn't care, "She used to be the adopted daughter of the Ying family, and now the adoption relationship has been lifted."

"That's it." Meng Jingyu lost interest.

However, it looks really nice.

Mu Chenzhou said again: "If Mr. Jing Yu really likes that tulip, I can ask someone to go to O Continent to have a look."

"No need." Meng Jingyu still said these two words, "You are busy with you, I have something else to do, so I will say goodbye."

He also speaks with the feeling of ancient people.

Mu Chenzhou couldn't understand his attitude, so he nodded: "Okay, if Mr. Jing Yu needs anything, please contact me."

A Porsche stopped in front of the hotel.

The woman next to Meng Jingyu opened the car door for him, and he sat in.

After getting in the car, the woman's expression changed, and she was a little chilled: "Sir, that Xue Lingzhi..."

"I didn't say I gave up." Meng Jingyu hit the fan in his hand and smiled lightly, "When he's not around that little girl, send a few followers to grab it."

The woman respectfully said, "Follow Mr.'s orders."

They are not in a hurry to return to the capital.

For a Xue Lingzhi that can live and die, it is worth staying.

Meng Jingyu murmured softly: "If I knew about so many troubles, I should have done it directly before the auction started."

He is not an ancient doctor, but an ancient warrior.

In the early years, because most of the members of the direct line of the Meng family were in poor health, the Meng family specially discussed with a family in the ancient martial arts world and let a few talented ancient martial artists join the family.

The child born should be named Meng.

In the future, the Meng family could treat this ancient martial family without accepting medical fees.

But of course, the extremely rare medicinal materials, Mengjia does not provide.

Mengjia doesn't need money, because money is far less important to them than a single medicinal herb.

But it does not mean that Mengjia is not short of money.

Even the fortune-telling family like the Fifth Family is in business for the sake of money.

It's just that the patriarch of the Meng family strictly followed the legacy of his ancestors and resolutely did not step into the world. He has been in the ancient medical world, and only a small number of family members will go out.

Every medicinal herb has a sky-high price.

Meng Jingyu is the descendant of one of the genius ancient warriors.

It stands to reason that he should be from the ancient Wu family, but because his father entered the family, he took the Meng family's surname.

Ancient warriors have always been domineering.

It can be solved by hands, and it will not cost money.

He was away from home without even a bank card, let alone cash.

Meng Jingyu didn't expect that a little girl in Shanghai City who had no family background, but she also fell in love with the snow ganoderma lucidum.

And that man...

He coughed a few times, his eyes deep.

"Sir, but the young master of the Mu family——" The woman frowned, her tone was disgusting, "It's really useless, I can't even give you the money for taking pictures of Xue Lingzhi. If I know who you are, I will regret it sooner or later. ."

"You're blaming him wrong." Meng Jingyu closed the paper fan and smiled, "He is just a direct member of the Mu family of this generation, not the real heir of the Mu family, only the real heirs are qualified Enter the world of ancient medicine."

"He's reluctant to spend millions for me, which is excusable."

Meng Jingyu squinted her eyes slightly, paused, and said lightly: "It's best if you don't do it, the little girl likes flowers and plants, you go and ask the imperial capital to send a few pots over and exchange with her."

The woman took the lead and began to contact the people in the imperial capital.

**

After the auction, most of the people dispersed.

Fu Mingcheng and Mrs. Fu naturally saw Fu Yunshen, but they ignored it and left.

Fu Yihan wanted to find Fu Yunshen, but he didn't see anyone, so he could only give up.

"Xiao Ruan, let's go, go back." Fu Yihan put on his coat, turned around, saw Su Ruan rummaging around, stunned, "Xiao Ruan?"

"My card!" Su Ruan also looked under the chair, but couldn't find it. She was so anxious that her eyes were red, "Yihan, my bank card is missing."

"What bank card?" Fu Yihan's expression gradually became serious, "My parents gave it to you? It doesn't matter if you lose it, you can get a new one."

"No, I brought it from the imperial capital." Su Ruan said, tears fell, "That anonymous black gold card belongs to Laurent Bank."

Fu Yihan's expression changed slightly: "Lost?"

"It must be here." Su Ruan lifted her skirt and ran to the dining table to look for it, "I remember I brought it, why did it disappear."

Laurent Bank has an anonymous black card, which is a symbol of identity. Only the imperial capital has issued it in limited edition.

However, most people don't put much money into this card, which is to leave a souvenir.

Anonymous, lost can be troublesome.

It's just that Su Ruan only has such a black gold card from Laurent Bank, and she doesn't like cards from other banks.

In particular, she can show it off at ordinary times, after all, there is no one here in Shanghai.

This time it was because of the auction that she brought this card and transferred the money.

Su Ruan was about to go crazy: "Yihan, I still have 10 million in my card. What if I lose it?"

"Don't worry." Fu Yihan walked to the front desk, "Please adjust the surveillance video in the hall, my wife lost her bank card, it's very important."

"Okay, young master, wait a moment."

The other party was the Fu family, and the lady at the counter didn't dare to neglect, she quickly contacted the monitoring room and brought the video.

Su Ruan stepped on her high heels and walked over to watch the surveillance with Fu Yihan.

Suddenly, she said suddenly: "Stop, here."

The lady at the counter pressed pause.

On the screen, Ying Zijin stopped for a while when passing by Su Ruan before leaving the seat.

Seeing this, Su Ruan remembered that she deliberately tripped over Ying Zijin, but she failed, and her foot was stepped on.

Besides, she never had more intimate contact with other people.

The surveillance did not show that she lost the black card.

But in the previous auction, she also used the card.

It can only be disappeared when the auction is about to end.

"It's her." Su Ruan didn't even think about it, and sneered, "I just said she's an adopted daughter who doesn't even have a family. Where does she have one million? She must have taken my card."

An anonymous black card can be used by anyone.

However, Fu Yihan fell silent: "Xiao Ruan, don't worry, there is a misunderstanding on this matter, let's find out."

"No misunderstanding." Su Ruan sneered, "I heard from Ying's family that she is used to thieves and thieves. She is still here, right? Give me her room number and I will go to her."

The last sentence was said to the lady at the counter.

The lady at the counter was a little stunned: "I'm sorry, young lady, the information of the guests is confidential, don't make it difficult for us."

"Do you know what kind of card I am? It's from Laurent Bank. There are ten million in it. You can't afford to sell it." Su Ruan didn't listen at all. "Come on, which room is she in? Call me some security guards."

**

Presidential Suite 908.

Ying Zijin is talking to Lita.

"I said, it's half past ten, where are you? I think you have a good view of Shanghai City. Would you like to come out first?"

Rita didn't know where she was shopping, and suddenly exclaimed: "Wow, this is the food stall you said? It looks a little delicious."

Ying Zijin was about to speak when she casually glanced at the door, her eyes suddenly narrowed.

After a few seconds, without waiting for her answer, Lita on the other end of the phone said, "Hello? Are you disconnected? Are you bad on the Internet?"

"I have something to do, wait a moment." Ying Zijin hung up the phone and got up.

The doorbell rang at exactly the same moment.

Ying Zijin raised his hand, pressed the door handle, and opened the door.

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