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

Chapter 392 Are you familiar with my girlfriend?

There was a banquet after the auction, and almost everyone stayed in the banquet hall to continue the socializing.

Even Sun Huan and the Zhou family father and son did not leave.

Those who gathered here to buy land today are all bigwigs. It is a rare large-scale gathering.

Even if we don’t get the land, there are always other projects to cooperate on.

People like An Nansheng and Mu Fucheng who bought land were naturally invited to the VIP room and paid.

All the formalities were completed and everyone went to the banquet hall.

Seeing Mu Fucheng coming over, everyone applauded and congratulated him again.

Mu Fucheng put his arm around An Nansheng's waist, with no expression on his face, just a slight nod at most.

His mouth is very tight, you can't get anything out of it.

Someone only joked, "It seems that President Mu and President An are getting married soon. I wonder if I would be honored to have a glass of wedding wine."

Mu Fucheng curled his lips and said, "Thanks to Mr. Xu's good wishes, I will do my best to let you drink this glass of wedding wine as soon as possible."

The implication is that the beauty has not nodded yet, and Master Mu Jiu is very anxious.

Everyone started laughing and the atmosphere instantly became harmonious.

Mu Fucheng didn't smile even after he had snatched so much land, but he smiled when An Nansheng was mentioned.

Tsk, loving beauty is more important than loving the country.

The others got the hint and found ways to praise An Nansheng and his beautiful couple.

After a round of social engagements, An Nansheng's face was almost frozen with smiles.

Seeing that she was tired, Mu Fucheng signaled Mu Zheng to take her to find a place to rest.

Zhou Jin went to help them get food and drinks.

Mu Zheng looked gossipy: "Aunt, how much money do you think my uncle has?"

An Nansheng shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't asked."

Mu Zheng exclaimed in admiration, "What a man! I suspect Jian Yunzhang was so angry that he fainted. I wonder if he died of anger."

An Nansheng: "Probably not. He's still being rescued."

Mu Zheng snorted, "It would be a blessing for a man like this to die like this. It would be best if he had a stroke or incontinence, so that he can no longer do bad things."

An Nansheng, who was about to eat: "..."

Mu Zheng grabbed her excitedly:

"Look, someone is looking for trouble."

An Nansheng followed her gaze and saw Sun Huan walking towards Mu Fucheng with a glass of wine.

Sun Huan's current mood can be said to be extremely unhappy.

What’s even more frustrating is that I have to sit here and watch Mu Fucheng and An Nansheng live a successful life.

If he doesn't vent his anger, he wouldn't be Sun Huan.

"Mr. Mu." Sun Huan smiled meaningfully. "My last name is Sun, Sun Huan from the Lingcheng Sun family. This is my first meeting with Mr. Mu, but I'm very familiar with Mr. An."

His smile was so disgusting, and it was obvious that he was deliberately trying to cause misunderstanding by linking him to An Nansheng.

People from other places don’t know An Nansheng’s personality, so they can’t help but think too much.

Mu Fucheng's face looked visibly ugly.

"You are very familiar with my girlfriend?" Mu Fucheng asked coldly, "How familiar are you?"

Seeing him angry, Sun Huan became proud and said hypocritically:

"Please don't misunderstand, Mr. Mu. Mr. An and I are just cooperating normally."

Mu Fucheng took a step forward, raised the wine glass in his hand, and then tilted it.

The scarlet wine flowed down Sun Huan's face.

Sun Huanru was struck by lightning.

Mu Fucheng poured all the wine in the glass on Sun Huan's head, and then handed it to the waiter beside him.

He said coldly, "I heard that there was a guy from Lingcheng who tried to harass my girlfriend while drunk, and my girlfriend poured wine all over him in public."

Someone nearby started laughing, and everyone knew who Mu Fucheng was talking about.

Sun Huan had never suffered such a great humiliation, and it happened in front of so many bosses in the industry.

Especially since he introduced himself, but Mu Fucheng still didn't give him any face.

"Mu Fucheng!" Sun Huan gritted his teeth in anger.

Mu Futing, who was standing nearby, instructed the waiter, "Hurry up and take Mr. Sun to freshen up and find some clothes. Put it on my account."

The waiter quickly took Sun Huan away.

Sun Huan felt completely ashamed, and his eyes were cold as he looked at Mu Fucheng.