Mu Cheng's words made his nerves tense.
Mu Chenzhou glanced in the direction of Meng Jingyu.
Seeing that Meng Jingyu had no intention of leaving now, he retreated to a corner and answered the phone.
"Mr. Mu Cheng, I'm Mu Chenzhou, you're welcome."
In fact, Mu Cheng was just the servant in charge of all of Mu Heqing's travels.
But because of Mu Heqing, no one would really treat him as a servant.
If you want to see Mu Heqing, you have to go through Mu Cheng.
"The master has already finalized the date for the successor assessment." Mu Cheng said calmly, "I just happened to come to your mother today for something, so I'll tell you in advance."
Mu Chenzhou's eyes suddenly determined: "Grandpa wants to choose an heir?"
This matter had spread among the Mu family several years ago.
It directly skipped the generation of Mu Chenzhou's father, and the candidates were all above their grandchildren's generation.
It’s just that Mu Heqing hadn’t made any definite remarks until now, so this time, he finally spoke out completely.
Mu Chenzhou's breathing became a little faster.
"Yes, you are the first one to be notified." Mu Cheng smiled slightly, "The assessment is quite difficult. The specific standards will be released in a few days. Master Chen Zhou, please prepare."
Before Mu Chenzhou could react, Mu Cheng had already hung up the phone.
He was stunned for a long time.
A few minutes later, the phone rang again.
It’s Mrs. Mu.
"Chen Zhou, you are the first one to be notified, which means it's a good thing." Madam Mu was also excited, "Your grandfather should have noticed you."
The Mu family is wealthy and powerful.
There are as many as thirty direct disciples of Mu Chenzhou's generation alone.
I've never seen Mu Heqing get close to anyone.
Mu Chenzhou is not the best, there are at least three people ahead of him.
One of them is a woman.
Madam Mu also did not expect that Mu Cheng would personally inform Mu Chenzhou about the assessment of the successor.
"You have a distinguished guest over there, so Mom won't bother you." Madam Mu was very pleased. "Once you pass the assessment, you can start inheriting the Mu family."
Looking at the hung up call, Mu Chenzhou frowned, but he was not as optimistic as Mrs. Mu.
He thought for a moment and walked over to the dream scene.
The man was wearing a dark blue Hanfu embroidered cardigan and holding a folding fan in his hand.
Ancient and fragrant.
It seems out of place in this bustling international metropolis with its bright lights and nightlife.
But his appearance is very outstanding, and this outfit makes him look even more graceful.
People passing by couldn't help but look back frequently.
Mu Chenzhou stepped forward and said apologetically: "Mr. Jingyu, I'm sorry that I couldn't help you get the tulip."
"No need." Meng Jingyu paused and suddenly asked, "Do you know that lady?"
"I know her, but I'm not familiar with her." Seeing that Meng Jingyu didn't care, Mu Chenzhou breathed a sigh of relief, "She was originally the adopted daughter of the Ying family, but the adoption relationship has been terminated now."
"So." Meng Jingyu lost interest.
But, she is really beautiful.
Mu Chenzhou said again: "If Mr. Jingyu really likes that tulip, I can ask someone to go to continent O to take a look."
"No need." Meng Jingyu said the same thing again. "You go ahead and do your thing. I have something else to do. So I'll leave now."
He also speaks in a way that sounds like an ancient person.
Mu Chenzhou couldn't figure out his attitude, so he nodded: "Okay, if Mr. Jingyu needs anything, please contact me."
A Porsche stopped in front of the hotel.
The woman next to Meng Jingyu opened the car door for him and he got in.
After getting in the car, the woman's expression changed and became more solemn: "Sir, that snow ganoderma..."
"I didn't say I gave up." Meng Jingyu fanned himself with a faint smile, "While he's not with the girl, send a few followers to snatch her away."
The woman said respectfully: "I will obey your orders, sir."
They were not in a hurry to return to the imperial capital.
It is worth staying for a snow ganoderma that can bring people back to life.
Meng Jingyu murmured softly: "If I had known there would be so many troubles, I should have taken action before the auction started."
He is not an ancient doctor, but an ancient martial artist.
In the early years, because most of the direct descendants of the Meng family were in poor health, the Meng family specially discussed with a family in the ancient martial arts world to allow several talented ancient martial artists to marry into the family.
The child born should be named Meng.
From now on, the Meng family can treat this ancient martial arts family without charging any medical fees.
But of course, the Meng family does not provide extremely rare medicinal materials.
The Meng family doesn't need money because money is far less important to them than a herb.
But that doesn’t mean the Meng family is not short of money.
Even the fifth fortune-telling family went into business for money.
It's just that the head of the Meng family strictly follows the wishes of his ancestors and is determined not to step into the secular world. He has always been in the ancient medical world, and only a small number of family members would go out.
Every herb costs a fortune.
Meng Jingyu is the descendant of one of the talented ancient warriors.
Logically speaking, he should be from an ancient martial arts family, but because his father married into the Meng family, he took the surname of the Meng family.
Ancient warriors have always been domineering and tyrannical.
If you can solve the problem yourself, don't spend money.
When he goes out, he doesn't even bring his bank card, let alone cash.
Meng Jingyu never expected that a little girl from Shanghai who had no family background would fall in love with that snow ganoderma.
And that man...
He coughed gently a few times, his eyes deep.
"Sir, but the young master of the Mu family..." The woman frowned, her tone full of disgust, "He is really useless. He was reluctant to spend the money to buy the snow ganoderma on you. If he knew who you belonged to, he would regret it sooner or later."
"You've wronged him." Meng Jingyu closed the paper fan and smiled. "He is just a direct descendant of the Mu family of this generation, not the true heir of the Mu family. Only the true heir is qualified to enter the ancient medical world."
"It's understandable that he was reluctant to spend a few million on me."
Meng Jingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, paused, and said lightly: "It's best if you don't do it. The little girl likes flowers and plants. Go ask the capital to send a few pots over and exchange them with her."
The woman took orders and began to contact people in the imperial capital.
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After the auction ended, most people left.
Fu Mingcheng and Mrs. Fu naturally saw Fu Yunshen, but they ignored him and left.
Fu Yihan wanted to find Fu Yunshen, but he didn't see him, so he had to give up.
"Xiao Ruan, let's go back." Fu Yihan put on his coat and turned around. He saw Su Ruan constantly searching for something around him. He was stunned, "Xiao Ruan?"
"My card!" Su Ruan looked under the chair but couldn't find it. She was so anxious that her eyes turned red. "Yi Han, my bank card is gone."
"What bank card?" Fu Yihan's expression gradually became serious. "The one your parents gave you? It doesn't matter if you lose it, you can get a new one."
"No, I brought it from the imperial capital." Su Ruan said, tears falling, "That anonymous black gold card, from Laurent Bank."
Fu Yihan's expression changed slightly: "Lost?"
"It must be here." Su Ruan lifted her skirt and ran to the dining table to look for it. "I remember I brought it with me, how come it's gone?"
Laurent Bank has an anonymous black card that is a symbol of identity. It has only been issued in the capital and is a limited edition.
But most people don't put much money into this card, it's just a souvenir.
It's anonymous, so it'll be troublesome if you lose it.
However, Su Ruan only has this one black gold card from Laurent Bank, and she doesn’t like cards from other banks.
Especially since she can show it off, since there is no such thing in Shanghai.
This time it was because of the auction that she brought the card and transferred the money.
Su Ruan was going crazy: "Yi Han, I still have 10 million in my card, what if I lose it?"
"Don't worry." Fu Yihan walked to the front desk, "Please check the surveillance video in the lobby. My wife lost her bank card. It's very important."
"Okay, Master, please wait a moment."
The other party was a member of the Fu family. The lady at the counter did not dare to neglect them. She quickly contacted the monitoring room and brought over the video.
Su Ruan walked over in her high heels and watched the surveillance video with Fu Yihan.
Suddenly, she said, "Stop, here."
The lady at the counter pressed pause.
In the picture, Ying Zijin stopped for a while before leaving his seat and passing by Su Ruan.
Seeing this, Su Ruan remembered that she was trying to trip Ying Zijin on purpose, but she failed and her foot was stepped on.
Besides, she never had any more intimate contact with anyone else.
The surveillance video did not show that she had lost her black card.
But she had used a card during the previous auction.
It must have disappeared when the auction was about to end.
"It's her." Su Ruan sneered without thinking, "I said she is an adopted daughter who doesn't even have a family, how can she have one million? She must have taken my card."
An anonymous black card that anyone can use.
Fu Yihan fell silent: "Xiao Ruan, don't worry, this is a misunderstanding, look for it again."
"No misunderstanding." Su Ruan sneered, "I originally heard from the Ying family that she is a thief. She is still here, right? Give me her room number, I will go find her."
The last sentence was directed to the lady at the counter.
The lady at the counter was a little stunned: "I'm sorry, Madam, the customer's information is confidential, please don't embarrass us."
"Do you know what card this is? It's from Laurent Bank. There's 10 million in it. You can't even afford to pay for it even if I sell you out." Su Ruan didn't listen at all. "Tell me quickly, which room is she in? And call a few security guards for me."
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Presidential Suite 908.
Ying Zijin is talking to Rita on the phone.
"I say, it's half past ten, where are you? I think the scenery in Shanghai is pretty good, do you want to go out for a walk first?"
Rita was wandering around somewhere when she suddenly exclaimed, "Wow, this is the food stall you mentioned? It looks delicious."
Ying Zijin was about to speak when she glanced at the door casually and her eyes suddenly narrowed.
After a few seconds, she still didn't respond. Rita on the other end of the phone said, "Hello? Are you offline? Is your internet connection bad?"
"I have something to do, wait a moment." Ying Zijin hung up the phone and stood up.
The doorbell rang at the exact same moment.
Ying Zijin raised his hand, pressed the door handle and opened the door.
Outside the door, Su Ruan raised her hand directly.
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