Extra 1527 This Overbearing CEO's Style Is Off (Part 2)

e detrimental to the Mu family.”My brother swallowed nervously and asked, “How can we destroy this zombie I even told Xiao Qiao today that it might be a human skin scarecrow. Do we need to burn it”Jia..."HK$72.1 million, deal concluded."

Mu Yunfan frowned slightly, raised his hand and loosened his tie, barely controlling himself within an acceptable range.

He scanned the auction room, noting that several bidders who had previously expressed interest were only represented by proxies today — his prior private "negotiations" must have taken effect.

The "circle of collection" is a level of "high players" that ordinary people can hardly imagine. Besides being wealthy, there are many interwoven shades of gray, black, and white in their online network.

Within the industry, everyone knows that this new up-and-comer, Master Mu, is not a law-abiding businessman. If you try to bargain with him, you might end up in trouble.

"Damn it, X actually broke another record! Next time something similar comes up, the price will be even higher. This bunch of pirates!" Mu Yunfan muttered under his breath.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it... This time the intel was wrong. We didn't have time to stop it before the auction..." Da Bao, dressed in a suit, stole a glance around: "Young Master, someone is already taking pictures of you..."

"Old Man Chen, you go." Mu Yunfan pointed to the stage.

"Alright!" Old Man Chen gestured with a flourish, revealing his wrist adorned with a large watch. The diamonds on the bezel flashed brilliantly in the light.

His hair was styled meticulously with pomade, a three-to-seven part slicked back hairstyle, complemented by a small goatee on his chin.

With his slender figure and shrewd, slick eyes, at first glance, he really looks like a collector of antiques.

Chen Lao stood up, slowly raising his hand to wipe across his temples. He gathered everyone's attention before speaking.

"Stop posing and get going!" Mu Yunfan couldn't help but sneakily kick him.

“I’m not trying to draw fire away from the young master, am I…” Old Chen whimpered pitifully, adjusting his cuffs to ensure his wristwatch would blind people under the lights. Then, with a swagger, he strode onto the stage to sign documents and receive certificates.

In a corner of the auction hall, two men in black were whispering to each other, their little move not escaping Dabao's eyes.

" ...Young Master..." Dabao whispered, signaling.

Mu Yunfan glanced slightly back, but was unexpectedly blocked by a man in a suit with long hair!

"You must be Mu Yunfan" The long-haired man acted casually, slightly bowing his head as he approached Mu Xiaoye from behind and greeted him in a low voice.

Where did you come from, idiot, smelling of perfume.

Mu Yunfan glanced over and saw that the man had a woman by his side.

The female companion had golden hair and blue eyes, she wore a suspender dress that clung to her curves, the fabric of the dress was almost bursting at the seams.

"I hear Mr. Mu is the only one who loves these antiques" The man smirked.

"Erich, why do you always say 'gu' wrong" The woman beside him, trying to please the man, spoke in heavily accented Chinese.

"It's... things of the dead," the long-haired man chuckled. "That's right, I heard that the Mu family started by dealing with things of the dead. Thankfully they washed their hands clean early and didn't choose the wrong side."

Mu Yunfan smiled and said, "A hero doesn't care about his origins..."

The man with long hair paused, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "That's right, nice to meet you, Mr. Mu, I am—"

The man extended his hand, as if wanting to shake hands.

Mu Yunfan smirked and interrupted the man, "… Idiot, don't ask where I came from."

...Taibao couldn't hold back his laughter and quickly coughed to cover it up, then turned his head and sat upright.

The long-haired man was covered in black lines, and the woman beside him, after finally hearing a letter in English, excitedly asked: “Erich, what does AB mean”

Dabao covered her mouth and watched intently as Old Chen on the stage flashed a shrewd and lascivious smile for the camera.

"Let's go." Mu Yunfan was too lazy to linger, lest something happen.

"Mr. Mu is leaving There's a piece of Queen's jewelry in the second half. Don't you want to take a look"

"Not interested." Mu Yunfan didn't want to deal with this familiar person.

"Huh That's a rare emerald uncut necklace, with diamonds all over—"

Mu Yunfan didn't even bother to listen, directly leaving from the side in a low-key manner.

The long-haired man smiled softly: “That’s… Yan Qin’s most beloved gemstone, ~~”

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"Damn, the car behind us won't shake off! They must be here to steal our thunder! That old geezer Qi wouldn't dare openly fight with us, so he sent these thugs to intercept us—"

"What are we going to do Young Master, they have guns!"

“......”Mu Yunfan bit on an unlit cigarette, his tie and shirt buttons long since loosened. He was driving recklessly downhill with a carefree attitude.

The auction was held at a clubhouse in a hillside mansion, on a street where it was mainly affluent residents and not many people just wandering around.

Bang—

With a gunshot, Old Chen and Da Bao both ducked.

"Damn it, isn't this a society governed by law!"

Mu Yunfan grinned and said, "The rule of law under capitalism is a joke, Old Chen. Are you ready"

"Ready!"

"Throw it—"

Old Chen opened the back door, Da Bao holding onto him tightly. He picked up a small safe and tossed it towards the back —

Bang bang bang— several gunshots rang out, apparently attracted by that safe.

Mu Yunfan slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding wildly on the mountain road. Several times he narrowly avoided flying off the road after minor brushes with danger.

Beep beep beep……

The phone vibrated slightly.

When you open the voice, Yanqin's voice comes: "Yunfan, tomorrow is my birthday. Mom managed to be home, let's have a family dinner Um...can you come back"

Mu Yunfan pressed against the voice, wind rushing past his ears as if a whirlwind. His tone, however, remained as calm and collected as ever.

"I'm going home tonight."

……

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Four hours later, the imperial capital at midnight was still brightly lit.

Mu Yunfan came out of the underground vault of a special department, playing with a small box wrapped in a Kongming lock in his hand.

A faint, otherworldly aura emanated from the small box, but it was not malevolent.

He tossed the box lightly in the air and caught it, muttering to himself, "As expected, good deeds are rewarded. When Xiao Qiao spared your life back then, she gained a good helper."

The Lin family's residence was completely inaccessible to outsiders. In fact, only a handful of people in the entire country even knew where the Lin family lived.

Even Mu Yunfan could only get off at the designated location and be transported to Lin's garage entrance by a special vehicle.

The house was silent, everyone was probably asleep.

Mu Xiaoye tiptoed into the study, kicked off his shoes and outer garment, and collapsed—a nap first, then talk about anything else.

Click—

The door to the room, as if gently pushed open by a breeze.

A dark shadow appeared in the doorway, backlit by the light.

Hair tousled, robe trailing to the ground.

Facing Mu Yunfan's back, she slowly raised her slender ten fingers...

“Mu, Yun, Fan...” the shadow uttered a low and mournful voice.

Mu Xiaoye was almost asleep, exhausted to the bone. He went home and couldn't even rest

He heard a sound, and sleepily turned his head to look back.

"...I...come...to...ask...for a kiss!" The shadow suddenly pounced upwards!

A pair of warm lips pressed against Mu Yunfan's, with a playful lick from the tip of the tongue.

"Ouch! You almost crushed me!" Mu Yunfan, caught off guard by the turn of his head, was pinned down and quite pained. He scrambled to push Lin Yanqin away and gasped for breath.

Lin Yanqin tousled the hair covering her face and puffed out her cheeks, saying: "Once I saw Xia Qiao jumping on your back, I was so envious. I also want to try it!"

"Xiao Qiao, how tall are you How much do you weigh" Mu Yunfan sat up, chuckling and shaking his head.

Lin Yanqin parted her legs and knelt on the bed, saying in a pitiful voice: "Why! Can't even a northern girl want to be clingy like a little bird!"

Mu Yunfan couldn't help but laugh at the words, suddenly pulling the blanket over and pouncing on Lin Yanqin, trapping her under the covers and pinning her down on the bed.

To be someone's beloved, lying down is better.

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In the morning, Lin Yanqin gently closed the study door. Just as she was about to slip back to her room for a shower, she saw her mother walking towards her—

(Finished), showing no sign of guilt whatsoever. This made her think that I had truly invited the guest.Out of options, she got down to business: “Dad won’t answer his phone. I called ten times and no one answe...