The entrepreneurial café is still the same, located in the downtown area, but it is very quiet, and it seems to be far from the bustle. The proprietress is still elegant and charming, never asking where the guests come from. The guy at the bar is kind and quiet, but he seems to see everything.

Fengchen's fall did not make them treat Mu Hanxia lightly, and the coffee provided was still warm and sweet. But Mu Hanxia waited here for two days, and he didn't see the target appear.

Recall that the path pointed out by the old side is already very clear: new faces, foreign businessmen, and many hidden in the market, even beyond the imagination of enterprises like Rongyue. But Lao Fang also made it very clear - whether she can win this angel investor depends on herself. It's not easy.

Mu Hanxia sat in the card seat that he often came to, and he couldn't help but be apprehensive in his heart.

In the past two days, she has not completely wasted. During this period, I also took the plan and talked to some people. Interest has been expressed, but very little has been made in real progress.

"Ding Dong" sounded, and the wind chimes rang at the door. Mu Hanxia habitually looked up, but when he saw the proprietress behind the bar, he suddenly glanced at her.

Mu Hanxia's heart moved slightly. Suddenly, there was a wonderful intuition that someone was coming, and it was the person she was waiting for.

Although she never mentioned her intentions to the proprietress herself, even though the proprietress didn't ask anything in the past few days. But Mu Hanxia now understands that in this world, those who are transparent and skilled are far beyond her imagination. She still has a long way to learn and go in her life.

She looked at the doorway, slightly stunned.

Be...... This person?

He was indeed a foreigner, with gray hair, a thin body, and a pointed and thin face, probably in his fifties. However, he was wearing a very old coat with raw edges. The jeans were also washed white. The sneakers were also worn out, and even had duct tape wrapped around one place.

Mu Hanxia silently watched him walk in, sat down not far away, and then asked for a cup of coffee and a sandwich in authentic English.

"Hi, bert!" The proprietress personally brought coffee over and greeted him with a smile.

Mu Hanxia has been watching quietly.

Probably sensing her gaze, the old Bert also raised his head and glanced at her. Mu Hanxia immediately put on a sweet smile, and just wanted to say hello and say "hi", but Old Bert rolled his eyes at her.

Mu Hanxia: "......"

The café was quiet in the afternoon, with people at the next table talking in whispers and keyboards tapping. Old Bert took an Apple from his crumpled bag and kept looking at it. No one else noticed him either. Mu Hanxia calmed down, smiled again, walked to his table and sat down: "Hi, Mr. Bert, my name is Summer, can you talk?" ”

Originally, he was going to greet the eyes of this old man with a strange personality and appearance, but he didn't expect that when he raised his head, the blue eyes on his face that were not amazing were sharp and compelling. Mu Hanxia was actually trembling by him.

"You're Fang's little friend, Summer?" He asked.

"Ah, yes."

He smiled coldly, his gaze was like a cold knife: "I admit that I have some friendship with Fang, and he also said that he hopes I will help you." But what I hate the most is what people tell me to invest in. Not to mention a small company on the verge of bankruptcy. You don't have to make up your mind anymore, that's the end of the conversation, goodbye. Oh no, farewell. ”

Mu Hanxia was stunned. She didn't expect Lao Fang to do this for her, and she didn't expect this old man to be so arrogant. His tone was full of mockery and disgust, which made Mu Hanxia's heart very uncomfortable, and his face slowly turned red.

"What a bad day...... "Old Bert muttered, put away his computer and headed for the door. Mu Hanxia gritted his teeth and followed.

The two walked on the road one after the other, and Old Bert had a ghostly expression, and turned his head to glare at her fiercely: "Oh, don't you, a Chinese, have no shame?" ”

Mu Hanxia followed, and his stubbornness also came up, but he smiled slightly: "I just want to talk to you, you have to at least give me this opportunity." ”

Old Bert scolded "**".

He walked to the bus stop, and Mu Hanxia was a little surprised that he was going to take the bus, but he still followed him and got on the bus.

The car was quite empty, and he actually knew that he had found a yellow seat for the old, weak, sick and pregnant to sit down, and Mu Hanxia sat directly behind him.

The bus swayed, drizzling outside the window, and neither of them spoke. Mu Hanxia is actually quite embarrassing, the first time in his life that he stalks people like this. But when she thought of Lin Mochen, she felt that no matter how brazen she was, she could do it for him.

How could Old Bert be frightened by this little girl? When she looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, she felt a little tired, closed her eyes and began to rest. He is dressed like this, and he is naturally not afraid of someone stealing. Mu Hanxia didn't know if he was asleep or not, so he simply moved a little closer and began to whisper in English about Fengchen's unique competitiveness and advantages in his ear......

“…… Lin, a Columbia University graduate, single-handedly conquered the New York area fruit market in New York City in a fruit war...... The core competitiveness of Fengchen's clothing business lies in the brand positioning of simplicity, fashion and quality, and it is the fastest in the industry to seize this market and completely occupy the first-mover advantage...... Fengchen's real estate ......"

Her voice is deep and soft, very pleasant, and of course, she speaks English with a "Chinese accent". Old Bert didn't want to hear it, but her voice drilled into her ears. Listening to it, he raised his eyebrows without a trace, but his eyes were still closed, as if he was indifferent, and as if he was really asleep.

It's dark.

The bus returned to the bus terminal. Mu Hanxia watched as the driver pulled the hand brake, and the car stopped steadily. Then the driver yelled, "It's the terminal!" He didn't care about them, jumped out of the car, and left.

It was dark all around, Mu Hanxia looked outside, and then looked at the old Bert who was still sleeping with his eyes closed in the front seat. The only sound in the carriage was his even, long breathing.

"Hey! Mr. Burt! It's time to the terminal! She nudged him.

No response at all.

She called him a few more words and even shook his body. But he slept so deeply that he only clicked his mouth a few times, and did not move.

Mu Hanxia has no tricks, and she doesn't dare to pinch him, this old man has too much temper, what should I do if I pinch him? She sat quietly next to him.

There was only a little light from the street lamps in the carriage, and it was quiet and dim. But at this time, Mu Hanxia saw his old state clearly, with wrinkles on his forehead, silver hair on his head, and a thin and not strong body. Although I just met him today, although he is a foreigner with a tricky personality, the most intuitive feeling for Mu Hanxia at this moment is that he is just a twilight old man. That's why I accidentally slept so deeply on the bus.