Chapter Ninety-Four: The Thousand-Year Fox (I)

Chapter 95

Jin Shijia laughed angrily, got up slowly, and then took out his mobile phone and called Yang Pan.

"Is the contract finished?"

"General manager, I think it is necessary for you to come to Mushi, otherwise, I, an investment consultant, may be blown out as a fake."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Not only that, but even that one was insulted."

On the other end of the phone, Yang Pan was silent, and after a while, he said in a cold tone.

"I see, I'm nearby now, I'll be there shortly."

Jin Shijia hung up the phone and looked at Mu Cheng mockingly.

"Since I can't prove myself, then our general manager, you should recognize it."

"Yang Pan?"

Mu Cheng's face changed, and his left leg ached faintly, but soon, he sneered, "It's quite similar, thinking that a casual phone call can make me believe that you are real?" ”

Just based on the terms of the contract, Mu Cheng didn't believe that the contract and the person were real.

"Then wait."

Jin Shijia snorted coldly and said no more.

Mu Qinghai looked at him suspiciously, and began to doubt in his heart.

Seeing that Mu Cheng was so determined, Mu Yunbing's face also became cloudy.

Indeed, the terms of the contract, she glanced at it twice, and also felt a little incredible.

Nervous, she held Xiao Changfeng's hand, Xiao Changfeng glanced back at her, and said with a smile: "Don't worry." ”

The corners of Mu Cheng's mouth showed a hint of disdain.

Feel relieved?

I'll see how long you can fit.

Not much.

Fifteen minutes passed.

There was no movement outside the conference room.

A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Mu Cheng's mouth.

"Wait? I don't think this man will be able to come. ”

When Mu Qingdong heard this, his face turned pale, and cold sweat flowed down.

Finished.

I haven't heard any news for so long, I'm afraid it's true or false.

"No, it won't."

Mu Yunbing pinched his hands white, and his red lips were clenched.

However, Xiao Changfeng and Jin Shijia did not change their expressions at all.

Jin Shijia snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, it's coming soon."

"Really?"

Mu Cheng sneered, "I see, you're dragging your feet, and then find an excuse to slip away for a while." ”

He turned his head and gave an order to the female secretary beside him.

"Let the security guard come up and blast out this fake, as well as Mu Yunbing and Xiao Changfeng."

"Who dare?"

Hearing that Xiao Changfeng and Mu Yunbing were going to be driven out, Jin Shijia's face changed, and he immediately stood up, staring at Mu Cheng with angry eyes.

"Oh, scare me, I see you're getting impatient."

Mu Cheng didn't care, sneered, and asked the female secretary to continue to call.

But at this moment.

"Mu Da Shao, it seems that you broke one of your legs before, and you still don't have a long memory."

The door of the conference room opened, and under the escort of two Yang family bodyguards, Yang Pan walked in with a cold face.

Moment.

There was a dead silence.

But soon, those executives and shareholders reacted, their faces changed, and they gasped.

Yang Pan?

Is it really here?

"Is that you?"

Mu Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

"It's good to remember me, I'm afraid that you will forget about me."

Yang Pan said coldly.

Mu Qinghai's face couldn't help but change.

It's really Yang Pan.

The current young master of the Yang family.

General Manager of Shinhwa Investments.

Any title is enough for his Mu clan to drink a pot.