"I accept."
Zhu Wenjin finally spoke up, "Please contact me in a timely manner if you perfect the elixir, sir."
"Also, no later than 8 o'clock tomorrow night, Xiuli will issue an apology letter to various major news media."
As he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Xiuli and forced a smile, "Mister Mo, I'm sorry, but there are some matters at home that need our attention, so Xiuli and I will head back now. Everyone, please enjoy your meal..."
"Hmm."
Mo Han nodded, waving his hand, "Well, since Old Zhu has matters to attend to, I won't keep you. Goodbye."
"Goodbye..."
Just as they stepped out of the hotel entrance, a Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up, and Zhu Wenjin with Zhu Xiuli quickly got into the back seats.
Once in the car, Zhu Xiuli no longer held any fear, speaking agitatedly, "Grandpa! This Mo Han is too much!"
"He was clearly making a fool of you just now. I could tell that he seems to have a deep grudge against our Zhu Family..."
