Mu Chen, who had no idea what was going on, was still sleeping in the hotel. Originally, he wanted to go to the night market to see the beauties, but after going to the Han Group in the afternoon, he lost much interest in the beauties in the night market. He thought he could do nothing one day.
Come on, go to the Han Group and spend a day there.
The next morning, Mu Chen got up early and turned on his cell phone to see that the fat man and the thin monkey had made many calls to him last night.
Mu Chen didn't think much and called Fatty back.
The fat man was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by his cell phone. He felt bad all over. When he answered the phone, he cursed: "What little bastard, are you going to let me sleep during the day?"
"You damn fat man, you're still asleep? The sun is shining down on your butt, so you have to get up and exercise all the time. No wonder you're so fat if you sleep like this all day long!" Mu Chen said jokingly.
"You are ````````" Fatty squinted his eyes and looked at his phone, and suddenly he became energetic: "Hey, Brother Chen, you've turned on your phone!"
"What's wrong? I made so many calls yesterday, what's the matter? Are you here to ask for a car?" Mu Chen asked.
"You want a car? Brother Chen, please stop joking. If you like it, you can drive it all the time. After you left yesterday, that boy Feng Quanhao brought someone to cause trouble again. It's my fault that you left early.
And monkeys!" the fat man howled in grievance.
"Oh? Is that kid giving you a hard time?" Mu Chen frowned.
"That's right! I drank too much and got beat up in a daze, and it still hurts!" the fat man complained.
"Okay, I will avenge both of you this afternoon. I will make him unable to cry! Just wait and see the show!" The corners of Mu Chen's mouth raised slightly, with a hint of a devilish smile.
Boy, I used to feel a little guilty towards you, but now it seems like it’s unnecessary!
Hearing Mu Chen's confident answer, Fatty became excited: "Brother Chen, what are you going to do? Where is the location? I can sneak over and watch the show!"
"Let's keep it secret for now. As for the location, it's at his home!" Mu Chen replied.
"Okay! Then Brother Chen, I'll get some sleep and call you later!"
After hanging up the phone, Mu Chen took out the note he wrote yesterday from his pocket and read it carefully.
Gee, I wonder what kind of reaction they would have if I threw this document in front of the elderly people from Fenghan and Han Dynasties? I’m really looking forward to it ````````
Mu Chen could even imagine the scene where the two families were at odds and Feng Quanhao had his legs removed by his father. That must be quite exciting!
After going for a run, Mu Chen returned to the hotel again, took a shower, and changed into formal clothes. A brand new Mu Chen appeared in front of the mirror.
"I'm back!"
Mu Chen said softly.
With the sports car, sunglasses, and trendy clothes, Muchen seemed to have returned to his former bohemian self.
Accompanied by a sound of encouragement from Maserati, the car shot out like an arrow from a string.
Since he didn't know the time they agreed on, Mu Chen had no choice but to wait and wait, even though the process was boring.
However, Mu Chen would not be idle. He drove his sports car around the surrounding streets and roads and worked out the most appropriate escape route. Success or failure depended on this.
In order to rescue his debt slave, Mu Chen worked very hard.
