The interior of the villa is decorated in a new Chinese style, simple and elegant. There are some ink paintings hanging on the wall as decoration, with a strong smell of books. If he hadn't known in advance, Zhao Fan would have thought that he had entered a certain scholarly door.

"Tea or coffee?"

The middle-aged man was pushed by the nanny and walked in front, and when he arrived in front of the wood-colored new Chinese sofa, he asked in an easy-going tone while motioning for Zhao Fan to sit down.

Zhao Fan glanced around the room and didn't see Mu Qingya, he was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask more.

Hearing this person ask, he smiled politely at him and said, "You're welcome, tea is fine!"

"You're welcome, our family's tea is more expensive than those foreign things. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be happy and pushed his wheelchair to the coffee table. Reaching out and pressing the switch of the ceramic kettle, he bent down and took out a small bag of tea leaves from the drawer under the coffee table.

The room was quiet, and the middle-aged man was dancing his hands in front of an antique ebony tea tray, like a pleasing art.

His every action is very serious, washing cups, making tea, and dividing tea, all in one go.

A moment later, a cup of fragrant tea was placed in front of Zhao Fan.

In the small white cup, as in the past, the green one is intoxicating, and the mist lingers above the teacup for a long time. If you look closely, it seems that there is a bewitching figure, dancing gently, which looks particularly magical.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was looking at him earnestly, Zhao Fan took a sip of the teacup with both hands, and a faint fragrance instantly permeated between his lips and teeth. Eyes slightly closed, after a short period of slight astringency, the sweet taste has filled every taste bud.

"Misty tea?"

After a long time, Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes, and both his mood and expression became much quieter. It seems that a small sip of tea has washed away a lot of anger on the body.

"It's still good to be from my hometown, you can drink it as soon as you drink it. Unlike those people outside, patronizing face. Some so-called famous teas are obviously unpalatable to death, but they drink and torture themselves every day. ”

The middle-aged man patted his leg and laughed, looking at Zhao Fan with appreciation.

Wuchong tea is not a famous tea, it is a tea produced in a small local mountain village in Xiling. That small mountain village is under a cliff, and a few tea plantations are also located on the mountainside, and the tea trees are irrigated by mountain springs, and the tea is fragrant and sweet.

No one knows about it anywhere else, but it's still quite famous in Xiling. The tea leaves on the tea trees with the best taste may not be available to ordinary people, even if they have money. It is said that reservations alone have been reserved for several years.

"Since famous tea is a famous tea, it must also have its uniqueness, but everyone has different tastes and preferences!"

Zhao Fan also laughed, thinking that this person was really a wonderful person.

"Officially, I'm Mu Changfeng, Mu Qingya's father!"

The middle-aged man smiled, didn't argue, and stretched out a hand towards Zhao Fan across the coffee table. His hands were clean, his fingers were slender, and his nails were neatly trimmed.

"Zhao Fan!"

Zhao Fan had already guessed, and he didn't feel so surprised, he got up and shook hands with him, and at the same time introduced himself.

"Qingya is going to be in charge of the company at a young age, and her temperament is a little strong, so you will be wronged!"

The middle-aged man waited for Zhao Fan to sit down again, shook his head with a chuckle and said.

"Mr. Mu is in a high position, managing so many employees, and some rules are understandable!"

People are so polite, Zhao Fan didn't want to say anything, smiled and waved his hand and said.

"You and him, it's really similar!"

Mu Changfeng looked at Zhao Fan who was smiling in a daze, and after a long time, he let out a soft sigh and said leisurely.

"Who?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"Haha, old, I always like some inexplicable sighs, and when I see you, I think of an old friend of mine. Don't talk about this, Sister-in-law Li, go and tell Qingya to come down!"

Mu Changfeng was silent for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, without explaining, but greeted the nanny on the side. Seeing the nanny leaving, he turned his head to look at Zhao Fan again.

"There are some things that your master has to decide after all, and I only hope that you can protect Qingya. This matter is very important not only to me, but also to her, and even to you and your Master. ”

Mu Changfeng pondered for a moment before he looked up at Zhao Fan and said in a deep voice with a serious face.

"It's not an easy task!"

Zhao Fan's eyes flickered slightly, confirming some guesses.

Raising his eyes to look at Mu Changfeng, seeing that he shook his head gently, without the meaning of wanting to explain, Zhao Fan frowned slightly, and it was not good to continue to ask.

The sound of crisp high heels came from the direction of the stairs, and the two who turned around at the same time saw Mu Qingya coming downstairs.

Rose-colored cropped waist trousers, delicate white high heels, and a white short-sleeved shirt on the upper body. A small shiny pendant hung from his fair-skinned and slender neck, and his big wavy black hair was casually draped over his shoulders.

Today's Mu Qingya is much more casual and casual, the waist design of the wide-legged pants more and more sets off her sexy waist, and the big wavy curls make her look a little more lazy.

But no matter how soft the dress is, she can't suppress her strong queenly temperament, and she is dressed casually like a queen who is about to be crowned, which makes people dare not force her to look.

Before she could get closer, she lifted a white wrist and glanced at her watch. When his eyes turned to Zhao Fan, his eyebrows were already slightly wrinkled, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

Zhao Fan also took out his mobile phone to look at the time, and then smiled bitterly, in the face of this woman's aura, he was actually swayed by his behavior. Of course, he also knew that this woman estimated that the old mistake had been made again, and the appointment was ten o'clock, and now it was ten twenty-eight o'clock.

The day before yesterday, he was only ten minutes late, and this woman dared to leave him there and ignore him. I was half an hour late today, and Zhao Fan estimated that if Mu Changfeng wasn't here, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to enter the door today.

"Qingya, you ......"

Mu Changfeng glanced at Mu Qingya, and just as he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Mu Qingya waving his hand.

"Dad, I won't refuse your arrangement, since you said that you want him to protect my safety, then I won't take the initiative to drive him away. ”

Mu Qingya walked up to the two of them, did not sit down, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and nodded at Mu Changfeng.

"Okay, if you can do this, I'll be relieved!"

Mu Changfeng nodded happily with joy on his face.

"I promised you to follow me, because it was my father's arrangement, and it doesn't mean that I can tolerate someone who doesn't even have the basic politeness of punctuality, and it doesn't mean that I will really put my safety in your hands. ”

"Money, my father should have already given it to you, and I am not interested in knowing how much. But with the financial resources of our Mu family, the money to hire a bodyguard is still a waste. If you find this task too boring, or if you find me too difficult to get along with, you are welcome to leave at any time. Don't worry, we won't get the money back!"

But soon, Mu Qingya's cold words made Mu Changfeng's expression become embarrassed. Turning his head to look at Zhao Fan, he smiled stiffly, and when he saw his blackened face, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Cao Hai, arrange a car, I'm going to go out!"

Mu Qingya didn't care about the looks of the two of them at all, and after finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the gate of the villa, falling with her words. The door of the room next to the door of the villa opened, and soon four bodyguards came out.

Zhao Fan took a look, in this summer, these guys were wearing black suits and ties, and they didn't know if they were really not afraid of the heat.

"Uncle Mu, Mr. Mu has so many bodyguards around him, it shouldn't make much sense for me to have one more, otherwise this matter will be left to rest? And I don't think it's interesting to follow me with such a dead face, what do you say?"

Zhao Fan looked at the group of people who were leaving in a hurry, shook his head gently, and looked at Mu Changfeng with a somewhat ugly face and said.

With his ability, I don't know how many people are crying and shouting for him to pay a lot of money for protection, where do they need to suffer this kind of wretched spirit here? What about beautiful women? Has he ever seen fewer beautiful women?

"Don't be angry, no matter what happens in this matter, you won't be wronged!"

Mu Changfeng smiled, raised his hand and pressed down, signaling Zhao Fan to be calm and not to be impatient.

"I'm not wrong? It's my fault to be late, if I can't get used to it, I just shoot it and break it up, so everyone can relax. ”

Zhao Fan took the teacup and poured it down, shook his head and said.

"Hehe, didn't you listen to her? We won't get the money back. This girl doesn't know how much money I gave you, and if she knew, she wouldn't have said that. ”

Mu Changfeng also took a sip of the teacup, and said with a mysterious smile.

"You gave this money directly to the old man, right? Is it a lot? Why hasn't the old guy mentioned it to me?

Zhao Fan's expression moved, and he remembered that the money for this mission was collected by his master, and he had never mentioned it to him at all. He was not short of money, so he didn't ask. At this time, listening to Mu Changfeng mention it, it seems that there are a lot of looks, and there is also some interest.

"Gave this number!"

Mu Changfeng had two fingers in the depths, made a yes hand, and smiled.

"Won't it? It's just to protect one person, give 20 million? Does the Mu family have money and nowhere to spend, or have they provoked some international terrorists?"

Zhao Fan's expression moved, and he shouted in surprise.

"No, you're still guessing less. What I give you is 20% of the shares of Mu's Enterprise!"

Mu Changfeng poured a cup of tea for Zhao Fan lightly, and then poured a cup full of it for himself, and said leisurely with a calm face.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zhao Fan also shook his hand in fright, and shouted in surprise.

What is the concept of the Mushi Group's 20 percent shares? This is a large group company with a market value of 100 billion yuan, and if the 20 percent shares are converted into money, it will be more than 20 billion yuan. More than 20 billion, just to hire a bodyguard? Is there such a crazy person in this world?

Although Zhao Fan felt that he still had a few brushes, he was not narcissistic enough to feel that he was worth the price. With more than 20 billion, it is enough to invite most of the mercenary groups in the Middle East to come and garrison them for several years.

"Dad, why did you and your mother abandon me back then? Although the Mu family didn't flourish as much as it is now, there should be no shortage of food for me, right? If it weren't for my adoptive parents who kindly grasped the adoption, I'm afraid that I would have died of illness a long time ago, so what's the use of giving me so much money?"

After Zhao Fan was silent for a long time, his face changed, his eyes were red and he looked at Mu Changfeng, and shouted loudly with some madness.

"Huh?"

Mu Changfeng was stunned, what kind of line is this? The long-lost son found his father?