Mu Huaijin could be seen from a distance, standing in front of a silver-white car.
The lines of the car body are extremely smooth, giving it a sense of cool nobility. Standing next to Mu Huaijin, who is wearing a long black coat, it is particularly eye-catching.
Zhou Miaomiao walked over and paused for a moment, then walked over again.
"Mr. Mu." she said.
"Get in the car."
Mu Huaijin spoke lightly.
After saying that, he turned around and got into the front driver's seat. Zhou Miaomiao hesitated for a moment and got into the passenger seat.
The driver was not there, and there were only the two of them in the car. Zhou Miaomiao looked at Mu Huaijin driving the car as the boss, and she felt a little embarrassed as a subordinate sitting there, not knowing where he was going.
She had no choice but to look outside the car and found that it was slowly driving out of the city.
After about half an hour, the car stopped in a parking space in front of a factory area outside the suburbs.
"Get out of the car."
"Um."
Mu Huaijin reminded her, and Zhou Miaomiao responded and got out of the car.
When she entered the front desk, she saw the words "Shooting Club" printed on the wall in a particularly conspicuous manner.
Zhou Miaomiao looked at it curiously, and at this moment a voice came from not far ahead.
"Mu Huaijin, you are finally here."
She turned her head and saw a man with powerful muscles all over his body, a very short buzz cut and a smile on his face.
Mu Huaijin walked over and said with a smile, "You were delayed on the way, so you came all the way to wait for me?"
The man clenched his fist and bumped Mu Huaijin's shoulder, jokingly saying, "That's right. Your President Mu is coming over to show his support, so I have to take over."
The two talked as they walked.
Zhou Miaomiao walked behind the two of them and followed them into the club.
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