Naked marriage! The husband who worked as a bricklayer at the construction site turned out to be a w

Anyway, this appraisal agency, from the boss to the employees, have all left Su City and will never appear in front of Lin Xige again.

Mu Chaoran's subordinates are very efficient in their work.

He never keeps idlers.

Mu Chaoran cleared his throat and said, "It's actually very simple. The business of this kind of store is reselling. They buy at low prices and sell at high prices to make a profit. However, these are all businesses in the open. The most profitable ones are the illegal means they use in private."

"For hard currencies like gold, the price is clearly stated and it is difficult to manipulate. But luxury goods, jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings are easy to manipulate. When customers bring their bags, jade or antiques passed down from their ancestors for appraisal, they will all say that the customers' items are authentic and priceless, making them think they are about to get rich."

Lin Xige lowered her head, feeling guilty.

Isn't this talking about her and Yu Pan!

She didn't dare to look at Mu Chaoran and just stared at her toes.

Song Yupan, however, remained skeptical and asked, "Then what? What benefits can they gain by doing this?"

"Once the customer believes them and wants to sell to them, they will ask the customer to pay a deposit, saying that the product is too expensive and they cannot afford it. The deposit is also a storage fee, and they can find a channel to sell it..."

Having said this, Mu Chaoran stopped abruptly.

There is a saying that goes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

In order to avoid leaving loopholes in your words and being caught, it is better to stop at the right time.

After two seconds of silence, Mu Chaoran said, "I only know a little bit about it, and I heard it from my boss. I don't know the specific details. Fortunately, this den was finally taken down, saving many people who were deceived."

"Yes, yes," Lin Xige nodded repeatedly, "It also alerted many people who were about to be fooled."

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with ordinary people like us. We don't have those expensive things."

As he said that, Mu Chaoran looked at the time and said, "Wife, I should go too. I have something else to do later."

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

"Need not."

Lin Xige quickly stepped forward and took his arm: "It's time to use it, let's go."

Mu Chaoran looked at Song Yupan: "Miss Song, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Song Yupan put on a smile and waved his hand: "That's all. Bye!"

The two of them then turned around and left together, still inseparable, with even their backs revealing their affection.

Song Yupan stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Although Mu Chaoran's words are flawless, I still won't believe him... It's too real, too real, and it actually exudes an indescribable sense of falsehood. It seems that he has the final say in everything and can control it at will."

"When will my silly bestie wake up? It's too difficult for me to uncover Mu Chaoran's true identity by myself! Besides, how can I investigate Mu Chaoran? He can crush me to death with just a flick of his finger."

Just as he was muttering to himself, Liu Yu came trotting over.

"Song Yupan, is that Lin Xige's husband?" Liu Yu asked, "His surname is Mu?"

"Yeah. Handsome, right?"

"I only saw his profile and didn't dare to look at him any further..."

Song Yupan was puzzled: "Ah? Why? He's so handsome, just look at him a few more times to satisfy your eyes. It's free to look at him anyway."

Liu Yu answered subconsciously: "This kind of person, how can we..."

Halfway through the conversation, she immediately stopped talking.

President Mu, is it something she can covet or talk about?

Just by looking from afar, Liu Yu could feel the strong sense of oppression from someone who had been in a superior position for a long time.

A natural born boss, full of courage.

Song Yupan turned her head and looked at her: "Sister Liu, do you know Mu Chaoran?"

Liu Yu shook his head like a rattle.

"Then, do you know President Mu?" Song Yupan asked again, "The headquarters is in Haicheng, and our company also has business dealings with the Mu Group. You should have met him, right?"

"I'm just an employee, how can I meet President Mu? I've never even seen him from a distance. Every time President Mu appears, he's surrounded by a lot of people, bodyguards, assistants, and executives. At most, I get a glimpse of his clothes."

"That's true. President Mu hasn't leaked even one photo of him online."

When Song Yupan wanted to ask more questions, Liu Yu had already hurried away.

I almost forgot that this Miss Song is also a daughter of extraordinary status and can carry a platinum bag.

Can't be bothered.

"Why is Sister Liu so weird?" Song Yupan pouted. "When I have the chance to go to Haicheng, I must go to the Mu family!"

Wait!

Mu Chaoran stopped in front of the design company.

"Okay, go back," he patted Lin Xige's head, "work hard, but..."

He leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, "Don't work too hard, just take some time off. I don't want you to work hard."

Lin Xige smiled with her eyebrows curved.

She now looked at Mu Chaoran with a sense of guilt.

She almost thought that this marriage was over, but fortunately, there was always light at the end of the tunnel. She was the one who was too suspicious and was brainwashed by a few words from others.

"Well, I'm not tired. I feel particularly satisfied when I think that we will soon be able to live in a big house of our own," Lin Xige replied, "The future is promising!"

Mu Chaoran tilted his head, kissed her cheek, and then stood up: "Bye."

Lin Xige watched him walk away.

When I walked to my workstation, the girl at the front desk said with envy: "Sister Lin, you are so lucky."

Her face turned red with shyness, she said "hmm" softly, and quickly entered the company.

Mu Chaoran was walking on the side of the road. He glanced at the bus stop sign, but continued walking forward without stopping.

After crossing the intersection, he turned into another street. At the entrance of an inconspicuous alley, there was a Rolls-Royce parked.

Seeing him coming, the driver immediately got out of the car and opened the door respectfully.

"Mr. Mu, please."

He bent down, sat in, and quickly closed the door.

The car windows were covered with anti-peep film, so I couldn't see anything inside the car; it was pitch black.

On the co-pilot seat, Zhao Bin said, "Mr. Mu, the private plane is waiting for you at the airport."

"Ah."

"Boss Mu, are you still going back to Su City before nine o'clock tonight?"

"Correct."

Zhao Bin nodded: "Understood, I will make arrangements."

"Be careful recently." Mu Chaoran crossed his legs lazily, tapping the leather armrest of the seat with his fingers. "If anything goes wrong, you'll be the first one I'll ask."

"Okay, Mr. Mu."

In the azure blue sky, there was a trace of a passing plane.

Disturbed the clouds.

.........

Haicheng.

Mushi Group.

Mu Chaoran came to the company and went straight to the president's office.

At this moment, his eyebrows were stern, he was serious, his steps were steady and quick, his profile was firm, and his every move exuded the demeanor of a king.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a white-haired old man sitting on the sofa, looking energetic.