Chapter 67 (1/2)

Only ten minutes later, Mufan has appeared in the banquet hall again, still in a neat and handsome tailor's uniform, and his shoes are polished before coming in.

The crowd in the hall was half less than before, but it was still lively. Gu, and some hungry, casually picked up a piece of fruit sandwich cake, Mufan dialled the fat man's message.

Fat man is almost second, a little beyond Mu fan's expectation. Copy from the sky, Mu fan just want to open his mouth, was interrupted by a string of fat man's urging, ”Mu fan, you're back!? Great. How's it going? Come on

What's the situation? Why is it more urgent than me? Mu fan is hit by a set of combination fists in the fat man's Tianxun. He is a bit confused, and the fruit cake in his hand has not been bitten off.

What else can Mu fan say, can only say good, ask the room, VIP Door No. 1 East of the hall.

”My friend Mufan will be here soon,” said the fat man, stretching his collar suddenly and confidently to the man opposite, who should be called uncle.

”Oh? Well, my good nephew, I'll take a look at this man who makes you believe him so much. ” The bearded man looked down upon the fat man's words, but his face was not so ugly. He sat back again, ready to see the fat man's jokes.

Wayne turned his head and asked, ”is your friend Mufan back?”

Harry nodded. ”Just got through. He'll come in right away.”

So when Mu fan with fruit cake in one hand and push the door open, it appears in the eyes of the stunned people.

It's so delicious. Mufan just put his fingers into his mouth, and he was frozen there There are so many people!

And the girl who looked very comfortable before was also there. Did you meet again?

Hi ~ Mufan silently takes back the finger of eating cake, and then raises stiffly and waves his hand to everybody.

”Poof!” Shirley couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. Her clear eyes narrowed into two curved moons. She met this man three times. Every time, she was very special. What impressed her most was that she came to the star. However, after the moustache man glared at her, he immediately put away his smile and his expression returned to normal. However, his big eyes, who can speak, have been staring at Mu fan.

The bearded man is happy. Is that what you've been talking about? The informant arranged by the tailor's shop is still the kind who doesn't do business. It won't be the relatives of your family. His eyes glanced back and forth over Mufan and Wayne's father and son, and the banter in the eyes was clear even to the family elders in the back row.

Wayne can't help but be disappointed. He was still looking forward to seeing the real man. The news from Wu Bo and Harry all proved that the young man was extraordinary. But now it seems that it is difficult for people to add points on the first impression.

Only the fat man blushed and rushed over excitedly. He grabbed Mu fan's arm and said excitedly, ”come to Mufan, we are waiting for you.”

Mu fan is a little curious. Are you waiting for me? Looking around the VIP room, I saw the eyes of a crowd. The excitement in the fat man's eyes, the scrutiny in the eyes of Wayne's master, the banter in the eyes of the bearded man opposite him, the curiosity in Shirley's eyes, and the contempt in the eyes of five elders not far away.

Mu fan asked in a low voice: ”what's the matter?”

The voice was not loud, but it was enough for a group of people to hear. The bearded man opened his mouth first, with a commanding voice: ”are you mu fan?”

Fat man in Mu fan ear whispered explanation: ”Shirley's father, my uncle, blue star people.”

Mu fan is clear, nodded, not humble or arrogant answer: ”yes.”

Moustache lit a cigarette, leaned on the back of the chair and took a breath: ”tell me what you know.”

Mu fan frowned and looked at the man in front of him. Without answering, he first took a look at the fat man, without any expression urging him. So he looked straight at him and asked, ”are you the owner of the Fuwen consortium?”

Everyone in the room stayed again, including the fat man's father, Wayne. Those veterans who sit not far away are all a little shivering. This is with the family representatives from the executive star of the fourth administrative region Compared with their own consortia, power is the gap between asteroids and meteorites. Does this guy know how much impact this sentence will have on today's situation? There is a strong voice in the family who wants to return to the home.