Nan Juefeng looked at Yang Mufan, who had a gloomy handsome face and frightening eyes. He shook the whiskey in his hand and asked quietly: "Second brother, what's wrong with you?! You don't seem to be in a good mood..."
Nan Juefeng was naturally very puzzled and confused.
In recent days, even the blind could see that Yang Mufan, who had always been gloomy and dark, was in an extremely good mood for some unknown reason. Even if they did not find out the initiator of his assassination within the prescribed time, he would not blame or punish him.
Wen Wenya showed a faint smile and hummed quietly, "It's okay, there's no rush in this matter, just check it out slowly."
At that moment, everyone was horrified.
You know, before, Yang Mufan would not have been so angry and furious, pointing at their noses and yelling: Trash. After that, he would have beaten them to death brutally, and then kicked them out of the door and told them to get out.
If you don't complete the mission, you will die outside and never come back.
When I went out in the afternoon, I was still proud of the spring breeze and the sun was shining brightly. Why did I end up in this style after going out to meet a client?!
Could it be that the negotiations for this resort did not go smoothly?!
But something is wrong. Yang Mufan's business talent is shocking to the world. He has always been strategizing, step by step, clever and sophisticated in his methods, and he will never be sloppy. Although the terms of the contract with him are harsh and perverted, as long as he signs with Yang Mufan,
Contract, guaranteed to make a lot of money.
How many large and small companies around the world are craning their necks in the hope of cooperating with Yang Mufan? How can they dare to offend him if the other party doesn't try their best to flatter and flatter Yang Mufan?
Unless you don’t want to live on earth anymore.
Since this is not the reason, then...
Nan Juefeng suddenly narrowed his long, soul-stirring peach blossom eyes and carefully looked at Yang Mufan's dark expression. Suddenly he remembered something, raised his perfect thin lips in a teasing arc, and joked in a low voice:
"Second brother, I saw Mu Wanqing holding a dog outside the company this afternoon and going to the pet store with Wei Zhehan. Could it be that...you saw it too?! She is putting on a dead face now because she is jealous.
What kind of performance?! Tsk tsk, this is a rare occurrence in a thousand years. How can you, a cold-blooded tyrant, be jealous?!..."
The three brothers of the Tian family, who were standing strictly aside, clearly saw that after listening to Nan Juefeng's words, Yang Mufan was so stimulated that the veins on his forehead were pulsing. They tightened every sensitive nerve in their bodies, and then kept rushing.
He winked at Nan Juefeng.
They aim, aim hard, aim, aim, aim...
They blink, blink hard, blink, blink...
However, Nan Juefeng, who has always been shrewd and intelligent, didn't know whether his brain suddenly short-circuited at that moment, or whether it was intentional, he actually asked in a low voice: "Sirius, Tianhu, Tianbao, what happened to you three today?! You rushed at me with all your strength.
Why are you blinking?! Are your eyes convulsed, or are they filled with sand?! How did it happen that your boss really bumped into those two people and became jealous..."
However, before he could finish his words, there was a crisp explosion and Yang Mufan crushed the goblet in his hand.
The bright red wine, mixed with blood, quickly overflowed from the fingers one by one...
Time seemed to have frozen at that moment.
Nan Juefeng and the three brothers from the Tian family stared at the man with an extremely gloomy and twisted expression, their hearts seeming to have stopped beating.
