536. Chapter 536 There is a kind of mourning cry: admire Fan 55
New York, USA.
A high-end nightclub owned by Nanjuefeng.
Three black cars stopped steadily at the entrance of the splendid and luxurious building.
The lobby manager, who had been waiting respectfully at the door, saw Yang Mufan get off the car and immediately went up to greet him. He said respectfully in fluent Chinese: "Mr. Yang, you are finally here. Mr. Nan Jue and Mr. Wei were both impatiently waiting.
, I will take you up immediately."
Yang Mufan had no expression on his face, striding towards the nightclub with his long legs.
The three brothers from the Tian family followed closely behind and entered the nightclub.
At the door of the vvip room on the top floor, bodyguards wearing three different uniforms, with solemn expressions and indifferent expressions, stood upright at the door, watching the entrance to the corridor warily, fearing that any dangerous person would intrude.
In the large and luxurious box, smoke billowed and dim lights flickered.
Nan Juefeng poured two glasses of whiskey, handed it to Yang Mufan, and asked in a low voice: "How are the affairs of the American branch and the twelve sensible people going?"
After pondering for a moment, Nan Juefeng continued to ask: "Second brother, where have you been during the recent period?! There is no news at all. Do you know how worried we all are about you?!"
"Yes, second brother, during the time you were missing, we were worried about your safety every day and sent people everywhere to look for you, but there were no clues at all. Second brother, where are you hiding?! And, you
Has the poison on your body been cured?!" Wei Yutian continued.
When it came to the "disappearance", everyone present stared at Yang Mufan with curiosity and eagerness, and then waited for his answer.
After all, everyone wants to know: Where did Yang Mufan go during this period of time.
However, the most concerning thing is his physical health.
After all, chronic poison like ‘deewe6’ is too scary.
I admire Van Gogh's tall and strong body, leaning lazily on the soft sofa; his two straight and strong long legs, casually folded together; his slender and clean fingers holding the crystal clear wine glass, gently and rhythmically
The amber liquid inside was shaking.
His face, as delicate as a sculpture, blended into the shadows against the light, and no one in the box could clearly see his expression.
Seeing Yang Mufan sitting silently on the sofa, not saying a word, with no intention of speaking at all, Nan Juefeng and others could not help but frown deeply and tightly.
Seeing this, Sirius quickly whispered: "Big brother and third brother, you don't have to worry, the matter in the United States has been dealt with. The twelve directors have also been dismissed and investigated."
Nan Juefeng listened and nodded.
In fact, this question is completely nonsense.
The reason for the **** in mb was entirely due to the disappearance of Yang Mufan.
Now that he is back, who among the leaders and executives from various countries would dare to make a mistake?!
Unless you don’t want to live anymore.
Next, Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian asked Yang Mufan some more questions, but they were still met with endless silence.
He looked at Yang Mufan sitting motionless on the sofa, like a puppet.
Sensing Yang Mufan's abnormality, Nan Juefeng and the others' hearts, which had finally fallen to the ground, were suspended high again.
Nan Juefeng asked worriedly: "Second brother, what's wrong with you?! Why don't you speak?! Are you feeling unwell?!"
