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Chapter 308 I am from Shanlan

Bai Mao added a peanut and threw it into his mouth with relish.

Boom

The man and woman turned around at the same time, and Bai Mao quickly raised his hand to signal: "You continue, I'm single now anyway."

"Grass!"

Lin An is about to perform a full martial arts show in this store.

At this time, two men wearing striped plaid suit jackets and aqua blue shirts walked into the store.

Both of them were dressed in an extremely serious style, with meticulous hair and shiny leather shoes.

One person was about forty years old, wearing a pair of decorative light brown glasses and carrying a black leather suitcase.

The other was a young man in his thirties walking in front, his eyes moving without any fluctuation. This typical business attire made him look extremely capable.

When the two of them walked into this ordinary shop, their eyes swept around everyone's faces, and finally landed on the face of Mu Fan, who was sitting calmly over there, and took out a small sky message from his arms.

With a gentle press, the screen activates and displays a portrait photo.

Looking carefully, it turned out to be a formal photo of Mu Fan, and the background seemed to be at a large banquet.

Look down, look up again, confirm.

The young man raised his right hand slightly, and the middle-aged man holding the suitcase behind him nodded and stood quietly.

The expression on Lin An's face was almost distorted, and he was arguing fiercely with Veranika.

However, the position where the two stood was just blocking the young man who was about to come in.

"You'd better put your relationship with that Bai Mao out of the way first and then explain to me!"

"Why don't you believe me!"

"Can you two please excuse me, thank you." At this time, a very polite greeting came from the side. The sound was not loud, but it was incompatible with the current scene.

Lin An's voice was halted by the sudden sound.

Even the people at the table looked over.

"Hello sir, could you please let me out?" Seeing Lin An looking at him, the young man bowed politely and asked again.

What era is this in? Why are you still wearing such an old-fashioned suit?

Lin An frowned and looked at the young man, but apart from questioning the taste of the suit, he couldn't find any problems with other details.

The slight smile looks quite comfortable, the lavender bow tie is almost kept in a perfect horizontal position, and the face is cleanly shaved, with no extra stubble at all.

The striped and plaid suit is smooth without a trace of wrinkles, and the leather shoes are so shiny that they can almost reflect his own face.

At first glance, this kind of person looks like a true aristocratic elite.

No matter how critical you are, you can't find anything wrong with the person in front of you.

And from this point of view, this slightly old-fashioned suit can better highlight the youth's sense of maturity that does not match his age.

After all, I was standing at the entrance of the shop, so I still took a step away to let this person in.

The man smiled and nodded at Lin An before stepping in.

But what surprised Lin An was that when the young man walked in, he did not take a few steps forward, but almost stopped in front of him.

What's the meaning?

This young man's back is also meticulously smooth, and there is no unnecessary movement in his entire body. He looks like a robot that has been programmed with aristocratic etiquette.

Under the curious eyes of the people at the table, this young man walked up to Mu Fan and bowed slightly.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Mu Fan?"

What, you are actually looking for Mu Fan?

Who is this? But judging from this gesture, he shouldn't be looking for trouble like Lin An.

Everyone looked at Mu Fan, waiting for what he would say.

Mu Fan looked away from Lin An, fell on the person in front of him, and said doubtfully:

"I am, who are you?"

After receiving the confirmation, the young man's eyes lit up, and he bowed again and said:

"Hello Mr. Mu Fan, you can call me Yuan Rui. This is how it is. There is a real estate transfer letter from Zhongjing City here to confirm your signature. As the transferee, you only need to sign to complete the corresponding procedures."

The fat man stopped stuffing chicken legs into his mouth secretly. Bai Mao subconsciously scratched his face, Gu Yunyou playfully turned the spoon, and Mu Fan looked confused.

What is the real estate transfer letter and what is its relationship with real estate?

Whoever has nothing to do will transfer some real estate to him, it can't be a joke.

But when Lin An heard this, he suddenly became extremely happy, "Brother, you are right, right? You can give away the real estate in Zhongjing City casually, so why don't you give it to me? Please don't use such despicable methods.

Is this a good way to show off your financial strength?"

The young man who called himself Yuan Rui ignored Lin An, but looked at Mu Fan with burning eyes.

Mu Fan was still wondering: "Who will transfer the real estate to me?"

At this time, it was Wang Nuonuo who came from a big family and spoke first.

"What type of transfer letter is it? Is it conditional or unconditional? Please explain in detail the type, authority and location of the real estate. Also, please tell me why you want to transfer the real estate to Mu Fan."

After hearing Wang Nuonuo's question, Yuan Rui turned his solicitous eyes to Mu Fan.

Mu Fan nodded, "That's what she said."

Lin An over there no longer wanted to be ridiculed like a clown, and now he just looked at this place with a bit of amusement.

"The unconditional transfer letter is a gift, and the recipient is Mr. Mu Fan. The name of the property is a villa in Junlin Bauhinia Villa District, with a construction area of ​​720 square meters. As for why, I think Mr. Mu Fan will know after reading this...

"

Yuan Rui smiled slightly. He didn't know what kind of object it was in his arms, and then he held it in his palm and brought it to Mu Fan, then gently opened his palm.

A pure white cloud...

"I come from the top of the mountain, I come from the mist, the flowing clouds, and the mist rising in all directions."

Upon hearing these whispered words, Mu Fan's pupils shrank.

Three words appeared in my mind almost instantly——

Shanlan Club!

"You are..." Mu Fan said slowly.

"You are right. I am only fulfilling the agreement on my behalf. This is what you deserve, Mr. Mu Fan. Regarding the agreement, your teacher should have told you before."

Yuan Rui's eyes were sharp and he interrupted Mu Fan decisively without making anyone feel rude.

"what are you guys saying?"

Wang Nuonuo asked everyone's thoughts.

Mu Fan shook his head. The person opposite turned out to be from the Shanlan Club, and he deliberately didn't say it directly. He obviously didn't want the incident to be too public.

The Shanlan Society's business and its power make it inappropriate to speak out casually on such occasions.

"This is an old friend."

That's right, the intersection between Mu Fan and Shan Lan Hui almost runs through the entire timeline from the time he first entered the Amethyst Planet until he left.

The compensation mentioned by the other party should be the conditions that the bald Ruan Xiongfeng fought for himself at that time.

Who would have thought that the fact that had been forgotten for so long would appear again.

And it’s under such strange circumstances!

And here is Landu Star.


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