Murong Cheng was so angry at her relaxed demeanor that he was about to explode!
His mother had favored Mu Zi since she was a child, and she favored her without any lower limit to speak of!
Murong Cheng got up and walked out, "No more food! I'm going out for a drink!"
"Hey? Why are you going out again ah ... will you be back tonight?" Bai Wei was worried about her son's frequent trips out to spend time drinking, yet she couldn't control him.
Mu Zi was talking sarcastically from the side: "Mom, brother is going to find you a daughter-in-law, just let him go, maybe he'll even have a grandson soon ..."
Outside the door Murong Cheng: "..."
So want to go back and strangle her!
...
Murong Cheng went to the Walker Royal Hotel.
It was said to be a hotel, but it was actually more like a large integrated casino, besides the huge hotel, there were casinos, KTVs, bars, nightclubs and an indoor stadium.
When Murong Cheng was in the periphery, he was no different from the other paper-drunk playboys here, but after walking inside for a while and entering the special elevator, he changed the cynicism on his face, as if he had changed into a different person.
Sharp black eyes, thin lips pursed, calm and introverted in a cold and arrogant aura, very extraordinary.
The elevator rises to the top, arriving at another world.
There is no noisy music and dance, no dazzling slot machines, only a long walkway, connected to a heavily protected room.
The bodyguards on both sides bowed their heads in unison, their upper bodies slightly bent down in a respectful salute.
"Call Wang Zhan over." Murong Cheng threw down a sentence and walked straight into the room.
The overall color tone of the room inside was dark, the black decorating style was steady and atmospheric, and the red color was used as an embellishment among the black color, noble and mysterious, which was actually very suitable with Murong Cheng's temperament, and gave people a stunning feeling.
Murong Cheng sat down on the black leather sofa, loosened his collar irritably, and lit a cigarette for himself.
Between swallowing the clouds and exhaling the mist, the man's handsome face showed a few points of bloodthirsty viciousness.
Wang Zhan walked to the door and saw this sight, his heart couldn't help but thump.
Murong Cheng rarely smoked.
If he was seen smoking, there was only one reason for it, and that was: his current mood, non, ordinary, bad, cake!
Wang Zhan carefully walked over, "Master, you are looking for me?"
Murong Cheng didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the glass and steel coffee table in front of him, his eyes were deep and secretive.
"Have you found Old Man Huang yet?" He asked.
Wang Zhan's forehead began to break out in a cold sweat, "Didn't find it, our people have already turned his broken yard upside down, and several nearby transportation routes have also been watched closely, there is just no news for the time being ..."
Murong Cheng exhaled smoke and grimaced without speaking.
Wang Zhan looked at his face, whispered, "Master, you can rest assured, that old man took us so much gold, run not far, gold store and pawnshop I also asked people to stare na."
Murong Cheng, however, did not continue to ask about the whereabouts of Huang Lao Gui, but instead asked Wang Zhan, "Do you think it is really possible to borrow a corpse and return it to the soul, this kind of thing?"
Wang Zhan was stunned by the question, "The person introduced by Boss Jia, it shouldn't be wrong ..."
His brain was flexible and turned quickly, and he immediately asked, "Master, is there a problem with Xu Shihan ...?"
Murong Cheng pressed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, "Su Zi, even if she lost her memory, she shouldn't be the way she is."
"Uh ..." said Wang Zhan hesitantly, "The time, place and birthdate are all according to the requirements of the old ghost Huang, it should not be wrong ah, master, we have spent a lot of effort in order to find this suitable body, or else ... wait a little longer?"
Murong Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.
Wang Zhan stiffly smiled twice, "I mean ... maybe the time has not yet come? Maybe the ghosts will take over in a few days!"
Murong Cheng's originally gloomy face completely darkened to the bottom!
The word ghost possessed was really hard to hear.
Wang Zhan broke out in a cold sweat! Incoherently said, "I mean ... the soul returns to the body, uh uh uh, the human soul is united! Yes, human soul unification!"
Murong Cheng retracted his sight and explained in a cold voice, "Continue to keep an eye on Xu Shi Han, I don't want to see any damage to the artifact body before it succeeds, and when we find Old Man Huang, arrange for him to do the spell again."
Wang Zhan hurriedly nodded his head and promised, carefully saying, "Master, no other orders, I will go down and make arrangements."
Murong Cheng's brow furrowed, "Pick one of the companies under the group and hang a random position for me."
Always being chanted by Bai Wei about not doing his job, he would also feel annoyed.
Wang Zhan heard the strings and knew that Murong Cheng was not going to continue playing the playboy, but Murong Cheng's real identity was too sensitive, so it was best to need a job that was passable on the outside.
And, this job must also be an idle job, can't really tell him to go to clock in every day.
"Hengxin real estate side can arrange a vice president position, recently we also acquired a number of network technology companies, the president's position are empty, you see ..."
Murong Cheng looked at him with a look like an idiot, "The first job is to be the president?"
Wang Zhan squeezed out a fawning smile, "Master, aren't other positions afraid of lowering your status? If you are worried about being suspected, we can buy a small company, as long as the public say that you start your own business, no one will suspect."
Rich second generation of the rich love to do this, take some pocket money randomly set up a company as a boss, not to mention how profitable, anyway, the face is bright.
This idea from Wang Zhan was quite in line with Murong Cheng's external persona.
"Go and arrange it." Murong Cheng stopped looking at him and leaned back on the sofa to light himself another cigarette.
Wang Zhan knew that he was in a bad mood and didn't dare to stay and touch the bad luck again, quickly leaving the room.
Murong Cheng's mind was restless.
He pinched his cigarette and walked to the table, picking up the photo frame on the table -
The person in the photo is Su Zi, looking much younger than her actual age, dressed in a school uniform with a touch of innocence.
Murong Cheng looked at the smiling girl in the photo, breathing slightly heavy.
Su Zi, where exactly are you ...
...
The late night is silent, and there are only insects singing in the darkness.
The first night Mu Zi slept in the small house was not solid.
She dreamed of that starry summer night when she died.
That day was the first anniversary of her and Mu Zenin's wedding.
Because of the company's woes, Mu Zenin hadn't relaxed for too long, and I don't know if it was to make up for it, but he had a sudden idea to organize a party on a luxury yacht, inviting a few of his closer friends and family.
The yacht docked in the center of the river, everyone gathered to drink and play.
Her assistant, Qiao Jingjia, found her and said that Mu Zenin had prepared a mysterious gift for her at the bow of the boat.
She was invited to the bow of the boat and saw no sign of Mu Zenin, so she leaned against the railing and waited quietly, enjoying the night view of the river in the meantime.
The result was pushed off the boat from behind ...
What a wimp.
She had apprehended so many criminals, but she herself was killed, without even seeing who the murderer was.
This dream made Mu Zi very uncomfortable.
She covered her heart and woke up, opened her eyes, and suddenly saw countless hideous ghost faces floating around the room! Extremely terrifying and frightening!
"Ahhhhhhh! --" Mu Zi cried out in shock at the sight before her!