Crazy, dare to crack down on this celestial master

"Qiuqiu, Mr. Yao, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do with Xiaoli, so I won't bother you for now."

Seeing that Yao Qiuqiu and Yao Zhen have made some progress in their relationship, Mao Jun doesn't really want to be the light bulb in the middle.

"Okay, a little care, you accept it."

Yao Zhen looked at Mao Jun with a smile, and handed out a black bank card.

"Boss Yao, I can't ask for this."

Mao Jun frowned, this matter is not over yet, could it be that the old man wanted to use the money to send him away?
He, Mao Jun, is naturally not stupid.

"Hahaha, don't worry, little friend. This is just a wish from the old man. You can keep it at ease and wait for the report to come out tomorrow. If what you say is correct, see you in the office."

Yao Zhen looked at Mao Jun and smiled, dispelling all the worries in Mao Jun's heart.

"Ahem, then, the boy would be more respectful than obedient."

Mao Jun's small calculations in his heart were actually seen by Yao Zhen, which immediately made him feel a little embarrassed.

But he still took the bank card in Yao Zhen's hand.

"Then let's not bother."

After speaking, Mao Jun took Xiaoli and left.

"Hey, system, is it possible that this old man also has five fingers to figure things out!"

Mao Jun whispered something in his heart.

[Host, he didn't. 】

Mao Jun was taken aback by the cold female voice, he thought the system would only release tasks.

"Then why is this old man so powerful?"

Mao Jun fiddled with the bank card in his hand.

[Host, instead of looking for other people's faults, it's better to find your own. 】

It was the same female voice without emotion, but it made Mao Jun feel a little uncomfortable.

Why was he laughed at by the system?

"damn it!"

Mao Jun accidentally cursed out.

"Master, what's wrong with you."

Xiaoli suddenly heard Mao Jun scolding, and thought Mao Jun was still angry about Li Yifei.

"Master, don't be angry, then Li Yifei is... hey... Master, where are you going, wait for me!"

While speaking, Mao Jun's figure had gradually gone away, Xiaoli felt a little wronged, but still hurriedly followed.

"Where else can I go, go to the bank!"

With the bank card in hand, Mao Jun naturally wants to see how rich he is now.

"Five... five million..."

Looking at the balance on the bank's ATM, Mao Jun's eyeballs were about to drop.

"Master... we... are we going to get rich..."

Xiaoli swallowed, and counted the zeros on the cash machine several times.

"The richest man is the richest man, and these millions were given to me directly, tsk tsk."

Mao Jun raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Go! Buy a house!"

After such a long time, except for a star consulting company, Mao Jun has no hair in his hands. Now that he has money, he has to settle down his nest quickly.

Without even thinking about it, Mao Jun bought a house in Champs Bay in full cash!
The appearance of going in with three sacks of cash almost stunned the people in the sales office.

Now, Mao Jun has a family in Shanghai.

"Jingle bell... Jingle bell..."

The second after signing the house purchase agreement, Mao Jun's cell phone rang.

"Master, an unfamiliar number."

Xiaoli scratched her head, not knowing whether to answer the phone or not.

"This woman, compared to before, can hold her breath."

Mao Jun smiled, and took the phone from Xiaoli.

"Eight o'clock tonight, Wanfeng Restaurant, no waiting!"

On the phone, Li Yifei's voice was still so domineering.

"I……"

"Snapped."

Before Mao Jun could reply, the call was cut off viciously.

There was a wry smile on Mao Jun's face, there was really nothing he could do with Li Yifei.

But now, he and her father still have business to do, so this banquet is still going.

But Li Yifei's time is too tight!

The Shanghai city is already big, and now the Fairfield Inn is at the other end of the city. It takes at least three hours to drive there from Mao Jun, the sales office in the Champs Bay.

Seeing that it was almost the same time, he gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Li, I'll leave everything here to you. When you're done, just rest and wait for me in a nearby hotel, understand?"

Before Xiaoli could reply, Mao Jun left in a hurry.

Xiaoli is also used to Mao Jun's behavior now, since last time she felt that her master had changed, Mao Jun has been like this, so Xiaoli is fine.

"Fei'er, when Mao Jun comes over later, your attitude will be better."

Li Tianming's complexion has obviously improved a lot, but the fractured area is still covered with a thick cast.

After the car accident, Li Tianming suddenly realized that Mao Jun really seemed to be a little different from before.

"Dad, this Mao Jun was an out-and-out liar in college. Now, after only a few years, he has returned to his old profession and was cracked down. How can you trust such a person?"

Li Yifei frowned, looking at Li Tianming with a slight reluctance.

"No, I have a hunch, he is definitely not what we think, Fei'er, just treat it for Dad, okay?"

Under Li Tianming's earnest persuasion, Li Yifei finally nodded obediently.

"Sorry, sorry, I was almost late."

This was a hurry, coupled with the traffic jam on the road, after Mao Jun arrived at Fairfield Inn, he rushed up directly.

"Seven fifty-nine, not late, come in."

Li Yifei snorted at Mao Jun angrily, but since Li Tianming was there, she still didn't say anything.

"A Fei, are you still mad at me?"

Seeing Li Yifei's appearance, Mao Jun couldn't help sighing.

"Mao Jun, I've heard about you. Today, I want to thank you for saving my life."

Li Tianming had an illness, but he changed a lot, and he no longer clamored to drive Mao Jun out.

"Boss Li is being polite. I still have a business deal with Boss Li."

Mao Jun smiled.

"Okay, okay, of course I remember, okay, since you're here, let's sit down and eat."

Li Tianming was stunned for a while, but finally smiled.

"If I were you, I would be too ashamed to sit down. This person who has a problem with his behavior can still stand here without blushing and heartbeat?"

Just as Mao Jun was about to sit down, Li Yifei began to get angry.

"Standing on two boats, addicted to money like life, if you meet such a person, Mr. Mao, how would you treat such a person?"

Li Yifei supported her chin with her hands, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

She was talking about Mao Jun inside and out. If she couldn't even understand this, Mao Jun would have lived in vain for all these years.

"Where is it, such a person must not be able to associate."

There was no embarrassment on Mao Jun's face, but he naturally pulled the stool and sat down.