Chapter 132 (1/2)

The two men, one old and one young, looked like a pair of grandsons.

But their clothes are obviously different from others.

The old man is over 60 years old, wearing a green bamboo cloth robe, wearing a pair of old-fashioned black framed reading glasses, with a long white beard and shining eyes.

The girl standing beside him, about eighteen or nine years old, was wearing a loose student Qipao, with short banged hair and bright eyes and teeth. She exuded a cold and classical atmosphere.

However, Lin Muyun paid more attention to the girl's appearance, because he had not seen a few of them in Jinling City who could match Liu Qingyan, the ”first beauty”.

Compared with Liu Qingyan, the girl's eyes are more sharp, and there is a faint pride, it seems that it is not easy to approach.

When Lin Twilight cloud was about to leave, Yu Guang saw the girl staring at him and saying something to the old man with an unconvinced face. The old man also looked at him, frowning slightly, and his face seemed suspicious.

Lin Muyun was in a hurry to go back to pick up his wife. He had no time to pay attention to what they wanted to do, so he left.

When he went back, Liu Qingyan had successfully finished the talk. She was waiting for him by the car. When she saw him, she was dissatisfied and asked, ”where have you been? I've been waiting for you for half an hour.”

”I went for a walk around the river.” Lin Muyun said casually and took out the key to open the door: ”how is the talk going?”

Liu Qingyan Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, sitting in the co driver's seat said: ”I did not promise.”

”Ah?” Lin Muyun looked back in surprise, and his face was shocked.

Did something go wrong this time?

It shouldn't be.

Song yuluo has already properly explained that he asked Mr. Li to respond to Liu Qingyan's requests and give her the maximum benefits.

Why not?

Liu Qingyan said: ”Li's total investment is 10 million yuan, but only one percent of the shares is equal to giving me money. How can this be possible! Moreover, Mr. Li also offered that he would never interfere in any affairs of the company. According to my opinion, this condition is too good. I think his purpose may not be so simple, so I refused. ”

Lin Muyun is also speechless for a while. In order to please herself, song yuluo makes investment conditions too good, which makes Liu Qingyan suspicious.

Liu Qingyan said: ”I thought about it again just now. Recently, my mother is making trouble at home, so I can't put all my energy into the company. I still follow the original plan and start from the studio. After all, I haven't opened a company before. I'll try the water first. If the studio can run smoothly, I will open another company. ”

”No problem.” Lin said.

Whether it's a company or a studio, it's not a matter for him. The problem is whether his wife is happy or not, and he doesn't need money. He can play whatever she wants.

Liu Qingyan also felt it a pity to refuse to invest 10 million yuan. She said, ”you don't think I'm stupid. I can't accept such good conditions.”

Lin Muyun smiles and shakes his head: ”how can, the wife is happy, I am happy.”

Liu Qingyan also smiles, and her eyes flash a touch.

Although her husband did nothing, he firmly supported her no matter what decision she made.

Liu Qingyan thought that she had nothing to do last night. Because Meng nuoran didn't look at Lin Muyun correctly, she sulked at home. She threw Lin Muyun's floor to the washing machine, and regretted that she wanted him to sleep on the floor.

She plans to go back and make a softer and thicker floor for Lin to make up for it.

Lin Muyun is driving a car, but he is thinking about how to get the ”right to bed”.

It's not so good to play on the floor every day. Yesterday, he slept next to Liu Qingyan. He tasted the sweetness and didn't want to leave.

Or touch his wife's little hand, sleep comfortably.

At the moment when Lin Twilight cloud wants to speak, the mobile phone suddenly rings in a hurry.

Seeing that it was Wang Zhenggang's phone call, Lin Muyun pressed hands-free directly and asked, ”what's the matter?”