Chapter 392 requires disguise to enter the venue
Django was anxious and coquettishly said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, let me go, please." β
"Let you go? Will Koshi still be able to see the child I arranged? β
"I promise not to make trouble, I just think the annual meeting is interesting and I want to join in the fun."
A smile appeared in Mu Cheng's eyes, "I have already figured out the little bit of caution in your kid's heart, don't try to lie to me." β
"How dare I lie to you? Grandpa, let me go," Django grieved, "You only let Mousse Nian go, it's too partial, right?" β
The old man smiled and said, "Xiao Rice Cake is the president of the group, can he not go?" If he doesn't go, who will come to the stage to make a summary of the annual meeting? Little pigeon are you going? β
When Django heard this, he let out an "ah", "If Mu Sinian agrees, I don't care......"
Mu Sinian took the opportunity to answer: "Then you go and summarize, I won't go." β
"Don't don't, I'm kidding, oops, really, I'm just curious, I want to see how good my grandfather's child is."
"Okay, Sensei, anyway, what should the three of you do that day, don't mess up."
Putting aside these words, in the company of the old housekeeper, Mu Cheng walked out of the room on crutches.
There are a few men left, you look at me, I look at you, and no one speaks for a long time.
After a while, Mu Zhonglun, who couldn't hold his breath, said angrily: "Let's just let grandpa sell Kexi?" β
"Hey, Mu Zhonglun, don't say it so ugly, grandpa just let Ke Xiduo know someone......"
"Django, were you deaf just now? Did Grandpa let Koshi know someone? obviously said that it was the marriage partner he arranged for Kexi. β
Seeing that Mu Zhonglun was getting more and more excited, Mu Yinan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be impatient." If Kexi didn't like it, it was impossible for Grandpa to force Kexi.
Besides, it's still early to get married, we just need to wait and see what happens. β
Mu Zhonglun was angry, and asked angrily: "Brother, do you care about Kexi?" It feels like you don't care about Khashi at all......"
"What did you say? If I didn't care, would I put down my work and travel thousands of miles to Mu Junyou's island? β
"Maybe you're just finding it funny."
Worried that the two of them would return to their previous incompatible appearance, Mu Sinian frowned and couldn't help but say, "Mu Zhonglun, what you said was too much!" β
Django echoed, "That's right, in the matter of finding Kexi, Mu Yinan is no less than you, you can't just find someone to vent when you're angry, right?" β
Mu Zhonglun, who gradually calmed down, also felt that he was too much at this time, "I'm sorry, brother, I was a little out of control just now." β
He clenched his fists, "It's really grandpa's approach that makes me angry......"
"Okay, I'm angry too, but what's the use of being angry? It is imperative to think carefully about what we can do and what we need to do. β
Mu Yinan's words made several people fall into deep thought.
"Mousse Year," Django said, "you give us a copy of the invitation to the annual meeting, otherwise we won't be able to get in and we won't be able to do anything." β
Mu Sinian was helpless, "Do you think I dare to go against my grandfather's wishes?" If he gets angry, I can't resist it. β
"So what should we do now?" Mu Zhonglun was anxious, "I can't even get in, and I don't know who my grandfather is looking for." β
Django thought of the things that his grandfather had picked up with a bunch of photos for himself, what kind of beauty pageant champion and Dr. Beauty...... It's all elite.
He sighed with emotion: "Grandpa has a high vision, and the person who is chosen by Kexi must not be a mortal." β
Mu Zhonglun complained, "Maybe it's a guy who wears glasses at a young age, has an IQ of 150, and talks like a robot." β
"I think it should be a gentle and elegant, heart-warming little gentleman......"
Mu Yinan had already imagined a perfect little boy in his mind.
Mu Sinian shook his head, "Grandpa has so many assets in his name that need to be taken care of, he will definitely find a particularly stable and business-minded person to be his son-in-law." β
After saying this, he guessed, "The child's parents must be business elites, and the family company must be very large." β
"What? Isn't this a business marriage? The Three Cities Group is already so huge, and it still needs to use its daughter to marry someone? β
Mu Zhonglun's anger in his stomach came up again.
"Okay, it's useless for us to guess here, we still have to find a way to sneak into the venue."
After Mu Yinan finished speaking, he thought for a while, "How about dressing up as a waiter and blending in?" β
When Django heard this, he clapped his hands violently, "That's a good idea!" Waiters can walk around, see six roads, and listen to all directions. β
"All three of you are waitresses? That's too eye-catching, isn't it? β
After a pause, Moussenian said, "Django is suitable to be a waiter." β
"Damn! Mu Sinian, why do I feel that you are hurting me by saying this? β
"How can I harm you? I'm just telling the facts! Mu Zhonglun is too strong, it's almost the same as being a bodyguard, and it's too strange to be a waiter. β
"That's right! Bodyguard! β
Mu Zhonglun's eyes lit up, "The venue of the annual meeting should need a lot of bodyguards to maintain order, right?" I'm going to be a bodyguard! β
The more he thought about it, the more satisfied he became, "The bodyguard wears a black suit and a pair of sunglasses, and if I change my hairstyle, my grandfather will definitely not recognize me." β
"Okay, then you can be a bodyguard, Django as a waiter......"
"Wait, Mu Sinian, you haven't said why I'm suitable to be a waiter, and Mu Yinan is not suitable."
Mu Sinian smiled lightly, "You really want to hear it?" β
"I want to hear it!"
"Temperament ......"
Django looked confused, "Huh? β
I only heard Mu Sinian say casually: "The temperament on your body looks like being a waiter." β
Realizing that he was being ridiculed, Django raised his fist in anger, "You girl! β
Mu Sinian easily grabbed his fist, "Okay, I'm kidding you, I just think you are an actor with good acting skills, and being a waiter also requires acting skills." β
"What acting skills does a waiter need? Wouldn't it be nice to serve wine and deliver food? β
"You have to learn to bow your head and bow your back, accidentally bump into someone, or spill your drink on someone, and apologize with trepidation.
If you don't act like it, you will be easily discovered by Grandpa's old fox. β
Mu Sinian persuaded the naΓ―ve Django in three or two sentences.
Django nodded, "Well, you have a point, and out of the few people, I'm the one who can take on the most challenging role as a waiter." β
After speaking, he hurriedly asked, "What about Mu Yinan?" How is he going to get in? β
"Didn't he have a journalist friend? There are a lot of reporters invited on the night of the annual meeting, and he can disguise himself as a reporter to sneak in. β
"Journalist friends? Oh, what kind of sports newspaper female reporter right? β
As if thinking of something, Django smiled ambiguously, patted Mu Yinan's shoulder and asked, "You and her seem to have been quite close before, is she your journalist friend or girlfriend?" β
(End of chapter)