Chapter 852: Chapter 850: Wen Xin is Everyone’s Fatal Weakness
“If you only need the older model weapons, Factory 26 can manufacture them for you, but the shipping isn’t very cost-effective.”
“You don’t need to worry about that. Everyone wants advanced weapons, and funding isn’t an issue. Since I brought it up, I already have a rough budget in mind. You can rest assured about that.”
In the past few days, Mu Chengxi had already sent Ou Jinzhi to handle this issue and was waiting for Factory 26 to give the green light. He hadn’t expected Wen Xin to agree so quickly.
Wen Xin nodded and picked up his phone from the desk, dialing Barry’s video call. The phone rang just a couple of tis before being answered.
“Master Drunk, you finally rembered . I’ve been missing…”
Barry had only started speaking when he saw the hand hanging in front of Wen Xin’s chest. Wen suddenly stood up from the chair, throwing his cigarette onto the floor.
“Damn, Master Drunk, what happened to you? Who did this? I’ll take my n and kill them right now!”
Barry knew that Wen Xin often got into trouble and had seen countless wounds on him before, but seeing Wen Xin like this still shocked him. It had been a long ti since his boss had looked this way.
Who would be so impatient as to dare lay a hand on Wen Xin, probably tired of living, right?
Wen Xin watched Barry’s agitated state, just sitting quietly without interrupting his ranting.
When Barry’s emotions had subsided, he settled back into his chair, looking earnestly at Wen Xin, “Master Drunk, you really don’t treat like one of your own, do you? You’re hurt and I didn’t even know.”
Wen Xin looked at the cald-down Barry, raised an eyebrow subtly and smiled gently, “What’s the use of telling you? It already happened, and I’ve mostly recovered by now.”
“I didn’t get in touch today to talk about my injuries. He has sothing he wants to discuss with you. You guys can negotiate the price. My share of the profits doesn’t need to be added, you decide on the rest.”
As he spoke, Wen Xin turned the phone’s cara towards Mu Chengxi. However, seeing Mu Chengxi communicating with Barry via phone looked sowhat odd, so she typed a string of code into the computer, connecting the computer and the phone, thus the conversation continued via computer video.
That looked much more normal.
Mu Chengxi glanced at the ti. He didn’t engage in any unnecessary pleasantries with Barry but instead shared his thoughts and requirents.
Barry was a smart man. After hearing Mu Chengxi’s plans, he roughly guessed what Mu Chengxi intended to do and shifted his position on the computer screen.
“Young Master Mu, I didn’t even need to ask to know you’re targeting the Jiang family, but isn’t this cost too great? I don’t know what the Jiang family did wrong to warrant Young Master Mu’s action.”
Perhaps anticipating this question, Mu Chengxi smiled faintly and looked over at Wen Xin, who was sitting on the sofa playing a video ga with one hand, his eyes twinkling with tenderness.
“For Wen Xin. The mad woman of the Jiang family caused Wen Xin’s injuries. I can’t let anyone who has hurt my woman continue to live a carefree life.”
When Mu Chengxi spoke about this, he wasn’t talking about himself as “slightly tipsy” but as Wen Xin. In his heart, his treasure was only Wen Xin; her many identities were irrelevant to him, as she was all that mattered to him.
Upon hearing that Wen Xin’s injury was caused by the Jiang family, the hot-tempered Barry imdiately got fired up and blurted out, “Young Master Mu, I agree to this deal. I will not only supply you with the latest weapons but also produce those contemporary ones for you. Anything you need, I’ll arrange it for you.”
“Regarding the price, I only want the cost price, and we’ll cover the shipping. I can’t believe Factory 26 can’t surpass a Jiang family’s military factory.”
When he spoke, Barry had already lost all regard for his bottom line—the only thing he could hold onto was the cost price.
Sitting on the couch playing gas, Wen Xin listened to Barry’s words and smiled gently. She was actually sowhat moved. She hadn’t expected the usually money-loving Barry to make such a big concession; it was truly unexpected.
The next morning, Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi sat in the living room having breakfast, without seeing Mu Bei’s presence. Wen Xin took a bite of her bun and turned her head to look at Mu Chengxi.
“Both Mu Bei and Mo Xuan aren’t here?”
“Yes, Mu Bei went to the airport to pick soone up, and Mo Xuan went back to the old mansion to get so things. Recently, Mu Jingang and his people have been frequenting the old mansion. It’s more appropriate for Mo Xuan to go since they don’t recognize him.”
Hearing Mu Chengxi ntion Mu Jingang, Wen Xin unconsciously furrowed her brows, thinking of the Mu Group.
“Have you really given up the Mu Group?”
Wen Xin knew that using the word “given up” might sound a bit severe, but Mu Chengxi’s current actions bore little difference from giving up.
“Let them fuss over an empty shell now. All the core technology is in my sister’s company, so there’s nothing to worry about.”
While speaking, Mu Chengxi placed a fried dough stick on Wen Xin’s plate, reminding her to eat well.
“Those people are getting a bit overbearing, thinking just because I handed over the Mu Group, I should also hand over the headship of the Mu family. They seem to have forgotten that the head of the Mu family only changes on the day he dies.”
At the Mu family’s old mansion
Old Madam Mu was woken up early in the morning by the noise outside, and Auntie Fu quickly approached her upon seeing she was awake.
“Old madam, you’re awake?”
Old Madam Mu, disturbed by the noise, frowned and asked sowhat impatiently, “Who’s making the noise? It sounds like the eldest son; why has he co again? Didn’t we say not to let him in?”
Auntie Fu could hear from Old Madam Mu’s tone that she was upset and gave a troubled frown, speaking helplessly.
“Old Madam, it’s precisely because the butler stopped him that he’s making such a racket. He now believes that since he’s got the company, the Mu family should listen to him. After all, all the living expenses of the Mu family co from the Mu Group, so…”
Listening to Auntie Fu, Old Madam Mu, who had just sat up, started coughing violently.
Auntie Fu supported Old Madam Mu, gently patting her back to ease her cough, worried that the agitation might harm her health.
“Old Madam, please don’t be upset. Rest assured, the young master said this is only temporary. Perhaps, you should go back and stay in the sanatorium for a while.”
Auntie Fu looked worriedly at Old Madam Mu. She felt that if it weren’t for the recent good care in the sanatorium, Old Madam Mu’s old illnesses might have relapsed by now with all this turmoil.
By then, Old Madam Mu had cald down and gently waved her hand at Auntie Fu, “Never mind, we won’t go there. With the current situation, it’s best to take care of ourselves; that too is a way of helping the kids…”
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