President, Madam is the Bai Yueguang you are looking for!

Mu Yixing obediently took off the mask on his face, and a handsome and handsome face appeared in front of Mrs. Mo.

"Same as when I was a kid."

At that time, she wanted her granddaughter to come out and get to know him. Unfortunately, her granddaughter was sick that day and she never saw him.

There is no chance now.

The old lady was saddened by the scene and wiped away tears. Her poor granddaughter would never have the chance to see her again.

Mo Yutong on the side looked at Mu Yixing in front of him and swallowed uncontrollably.

I immediately denied it in my heart, no, no, this life is short, I'd better have more contact with Gu Ziheng.

In just a moment, Mu Yixing put on the mask again. Just as Mrs. Mo was about to reach out her hand to check Mu Yixing's pulse, Mu Yixing had already taken out the gift box.

"Grandma Hua, this is my gift to you. I wish you a long life."

Mrs. Mo's eyes were instantly attracted to the bamboo ginseng in the box in Mu Yixing's hand.

"This, this is a century-old bamboo ginseng! It's still wild." The old lady's voice was unusually excited.

"Yutong, come here and take a look. This dense iron line is a good thing."

Although the old lady's voice was not loud, although everyone present was talking to each other, their attention was focused here.

Hearing that Mu Yixing had given him a piece of wild century-old bamboo ginseng, everyone became uneasy, especially Gu Ziheng, whose eyes seemed to penetrate Mu Yixing and crush his heart.

"Mu Yixing, you hid it well. You didn't reveal any information at all."

Gu Ziheng had been keeping an eye on Mu Yixing and a few important people during this period. He didn't see any transactions and didn't know where he got the things.

"Mr. Gu, I didn't expect that Mr. Mu knew Mrs. Mo. Judging from the way they chatted, they seemed to have a good relationship."

Gu Ziheng squinted at the speaker: "Mr. Gu, just Mr. Gu. Don't call me little Mr. Gu. From now on, I will be the only one in the Gu family, Mr. Gu."

Who is Gu Xuying? Only he can lead the Gu family to take off.

From a distance, Gu Ziheng could hear others talking, but everyone was wearing masks and drinking from wine glasses, so it was impossible to tell who was talking.

"I didn't expect Mr. Mu to be able to take out a piece of wild bamboo ginseng. It's a century-old quality. It's not as good as the one Mr. Gu just took."

"Then it must be comparable. A hundred years and a decade are ten times different. Just relying on this ginseng, Mr. Mu has a much greater chance of winning."

"Shouldn't the signing of this contract depend on the strength of each person? Can it just rely on one person?"

"You know what the heck, you don't think Mr. Mu is strong? Moreover, people released news at the same time that they needed wild bamboo ginseng. We all went looking for it, and only two people found it. Doesn't this count as strength?"

"Anyway, I'm on Mr. Mu's side. How about we make a bet to see whether the order ends up with the Gu family or the Mu family."

"Why can't you fall into my Zhou family? My Zhou family doesn't deserve it."

"..."

While everyone was still discussing, a man wearing a dark blue suit appeared in front of everyone with a woman wearing a similarly dark blue cheongsam.

"Mr. Mo is here."

Mo Yuanlong first went to the old lady to say hello, and Mo Yutong immediately took Chen Huaping's hand.

"Mom and Dad, you are here."

Chen Huaping was held by Mo Yutong and let go of her hand holding Mo Yuanlong's hand, speaking in a doting tone: "Did Yutong have fun today?"

Mo Yutong pulled Chen Huaping to the servant holding the gift.

"Mom, look, this is a century-old wild bamboo ginseng. Grandma just received it."

They had been dealing with things at the back, but they didn't expect that someone actually gave them wild bamboo ginseng, which was of century-old quality.

They also asked friends to come to China to buy them at high prices before, but they never received them.

Chen Huaping walked up to the old lady and said in a respectful tone: "Mom, congratulations to you, and I wish you great blessings."

Old Mrs. Mo just said "Yeah."

Pull Mu Yixing to introduce to Mo Yuanlong.

"Son, this is the person who gave me the Centenary Bamboo Ginseng, Mu Yixing. When I first met Xiao Mu, he was only a teenager. I didn't expect that he has grown so big now."

Mo Yuanlong watched the young man in front of him stretch out his hand.

"Of course I know that it is amazing to be able to achieve what you have now at such a young age."

Old Mrs. Mo only took Mu Yixing to introduce to Mo Yuanlong. Wang Moer only stood aside and did not step forward.

Mo Yuanlong thought that Mu Yixing came here alone without a female companion, so he pulled Mo Yutong who was standing next to Chen Huaping.

"This is my daughter Yutong. You young people should keep in touch with her."

"It would be even better if there was a chance to be a family."

Mo Yutong's face turned red, and his youngest daughter said to Mo Yuanlong coquettishly, "Dad, we just met, and Mr. Mu came here with his girlfriend."

"Oh? Where."

Mu Yixing turned around and stretched out his hand to Wang Mo'er, holding Wang Mo'er and standing beside him.

"Mr. Mo, this is my girlfriend, Wang Mo'er."

Mo Yunlong glanced at Wang Mo'er and was shocked. He immediately suppressed his feeling. It was impossible, she was already dead.

"Just call me Uncle Mo."

Wang Moer stood next to Mu Yixing and called out obediently: "Uncle Mo."

Even the voices are similar. He must have been too tired during this period to think of her.

The reception lasted until five o'clock, and the hotel waiter led everyone to the restaurant on the other floor.

The restaurant can accommodate five hundred people. At Mo Yuanlong's request, many Chinese decorations were added to make it look antique.

A total of more than two hundred people were invited to this banquet, and a table of five people was arranged. Mu Yixing was placed at the front.

There is a big stage in the middle. The old lady likes Peking opera. Mo Yuanlong specially invited the opera troupe. Now that the stage has been decorated, they will start singing just as the banquet begins.

There were only two tables at the front, and one table was occupied by four members of the Mo family, Mrs. Mo, Mo Yuanlong, Chen Huaping and Mo Yutong.

At the other table were Mu Yixing, Wang Moer, Mu Rifan and his wife, and the other person was Gu Ziheng.

After everyone sat down, delicious dishes were placed on the table, and Peking Opera began to sing on the stage.

After three rounds of drinking, Mo Yuanlong and Mu Yixing were surrounded by various people making toasts.

Wang Moer saw so many people, and if Mu Yixing drank all of them, he would probably have to be taken directly to the hospital for gastric lavage tonight.

Just as he was about to help Mu Yixing drink a few drinks, he was stopped by Mu Yixing.

"Momo, I don't drink. They just need to drink. I drink tea."

Wang Mo'er's eyes widened and she asked softly in his ear: "Is that okay? When others offer you wine, do you just drink tea?"

Seeing her cute look, Mu Yixing imitated Wang Moer and leaned into her ear and said, "They respect me, I don't need to drink."

Wang Moer's ears turned red and she immediately distanced herself from Mu Yixing. So many people were still watching.

Seeing Mu Yixing taking tea to drink with those who were toasting, he didn't even get up, but just took a sip of tea as a gesture.

Those who were toasting were not upset. They were already very happy to have dinner with Mu Yixing and Mo Yuanlong. Who had the right to care whether they drank wine or tea.