Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Jian Muye left with a murderous aura.

An Nansheng was finally able to take a breath.

It was just time for dinner, so she asked Song Ke to book a table at the hotel to treat Mu Fucheng to dinner.

Mu Fucheng went there happily.

"Uncle, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened to the Jian family."

Mu Fucheng said: "It's not of much help. Two points of profit is a bit too much."

He actually wanted to kick Jian Muye out and invest in Feihong himself, but he was afraid of scaring away the other party.

If you are too attentive, you will appear to be too purposeful.

"You've helped me a lot. I was already prepared to fight to the death with the Janes. Now I'm just taking a smaller profit, but the project is saved, which is already the best outcome."

An Nansheng smiled helplessly:

"After all, the data theft did happen within An's company, and we must accept responsibility for it. We haven't found the person who bought the data yet. If they also set their sights on the Feihong project, the consequences would be unpredictable. It's reasonable for Jian's company to ask for a two-point profit increase. I'll just consider this a lesson learned. Every failure is a learning experience."

Mu Fucheng looked at her: "You really don't feel wronged?"

An Nansheng shook his head: "You should get up from where you fell. There's nothing to feel wronged about. And after this incident, I've seen through some things and some people. It's a good deal."

Mu Fucheng looked at the confident face in front of him, and a little face with tears in its eyes came to his mind.

In just a few years, the young and weak girl has grown into such a brave and strong girl.

It's very comforting.

An Nansheng raised his glass: "Uncle, I toast to you."

Mu Fucheng readily raised his glass and clinked it with his.

The person opposite drank it all in one gulp.

"Drink slowly," he reminded.

An Nansheng smiled and said, "I'm happy today, little uncle. I'm really grateful for the help you and Grandpa Mu have given me and my family. There's probably nothing I can do for someone like you. I really don't know how to repay you."

Mu Fucheng looked into her eyes:

"Who said that? I really need your help with something."

An Nansheng was startled. "Whatever it is, tell me. I will do it as long as I can do it."

Seeing her serious expression, she somehow tickled Mu Fucheng's funny bone.

He curled his lips: "No hurry, let's talk about it later."

An Nansheng suddenly widened his eyes:

"Uncle, you smiled!"

Mu Fucheng's smile deepened: "Why, am I a serious and frightening person in your eyes?"

"No, no, I'm not afraid of you." An Nansheng decisively betrayed Mu Zheng: "It's Mu Zheng who is afraid of you. She said you are very fierce and no one in the family dares to refute what you say."

Mu Fucheng laughed: "It's just because I seldom come back, so my family is more polite to me."

The meal was enjoyed by both the host and the guests. An Nansheng accidentally drank a little too much, so Mu Fucheng personally sent him back to the An family.

Seeing Mu Fucheng for the second time in one day, Mother An was stunned for a moment, especially when she saw her daughter who was already asleep leaning obediently in his arms, her heart suddenly skipped a beat for no reason.

"Why are you drinking again?" An's mother thought that An Nansheng had been caught by Mu Fucheng at the bar again. She felt a little embarrassed and distressed: "This child has been under a lot of work pressure recently. Fucheng, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Then he went to pick up An Nansheng.

Mu Fucheng suddenly picked her up by the waist and said to An's mother:

"Nannan drank with me. Sorry, I won't let her drink so much next time."

After saying that, he carried An Nansheng into the house.

Mother An was completely stunned: "..."