Mu Xinghan looked at Alex’s greedy face, teasing and mocking.
"I can’t guarantee anyone else, but if you touch that little thing Fu Yu’an, guess what that mad dog Fu Shihan would do?"
"Didn’t you say you could make him forget?" Alex frowned with a headache, looking at the photos on the table again with reluctance, finding them quite appetizing.
About five or six years old, just right, it’s his favorite stage to train.
"I said I could make him forget Su Wanxin, but I never said I could make him forget everything else. Moreover..."
"Moreover what?"
Seeing him hesitating to speak, Alex impatiently pursued.
"Moreover, even forgetting is useless, the whole world is helping him rember."
Mu Xinghan smiled complexly, at this point, whether he set up Fu Shihan or was being used by Fu Shihan, it’s hard to say.
"If you could get everyone who knows about the two of them to co to , then maybe there’s so hope."
"Since you’re so capable, why not help , and let sothing happen between and this little guy?"
Alex still wouldn’t give up, pointing at the photos on the table, suggesting.
"You na the price, just one ti is enough."
"Do you know what my relationship with Fu Shihan is?" Mu Xinghan raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Enemies."
"Then do you know why I can’t stand him?" Mu Xinghan asked again, taking a lollipop from his pocket, unwrapping and putting it in his mouth. "Because I like Su Wanxin."
He looked at the fat man in front of him with a half-smile, speaking slowly.
"This little guy is not only Fu Shihan’s son, but also Su Wanxin’s. When I said you better not touch him earlier, it was being polite. If you want to hear sothing impolite, there is."
Alex looked serious, frowning and asking him, "What do you an?"
"I an, if you touch him, it’ll be all over, and I’ll bite back at you." Mu Xinghan bit the candy in his mouth into halves.
Alex’s expression gradually changed, Mu Xinghan clearly saw the anger in his eyes, but ultimately he expressed nothing and changed the subject.
Westerners are quite interesting, towards Easterners, they are contemptuous yet fearful.
Mu Xinghan knew that many top brands would consult so-called "wizards" to predict and resolve weather issues before hosting outdoor shows.
He heard that last year, LV spent a hefty sum inviting a Shaman to "control" the weather to prevent rain on the day of the show.
Many people are superstitious, paying great attention to Feng Shui. Moreover, the wealthier they are, the more they believe in such things.
Over the years, Alex had done many shady things, thus feared many things. Therefore, towards people like Mu Xinghan, he was especially fearful, not daring to easily provoke.
After discussing business with him, Mu Xinghan directly left. Only after stepping out of the building did the gloom on his face dissipate sowhat by breathing in the fresh air outside.
"Can’t your boss find soone reliable to cooperate with?"
He lit a cigarette, twisted his head to look at the person following behind him, and mocked.
"Don’t bla for being a jinx, this Alex will get into trouble sooner or later."
"Cough, we know that too, no one expected this fat guy to have such a taste back then." The man smiled and shook his head, "But after all, he’s the Young Master of the Royal Bank, business-wise we have to cooperate."
Given that, Mu Xinghan had nothing more to say.
He stepped to the parking lot, took out his phone, and booked a ticket back ho.
"I’m returning for two weeks, tell your boss that Fu Shihan and Su Wanxin will have so squabbles, let him seize the opportunity, don’t bla for not warning ahead."
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