The tea room on the second floor of the mansion.

Mr. Puchuan came in with two bodyguards.

Not long after, Mu Lingyun brought people up.

There is an unwritten rule in Yunding Mansion that you cannot bring bodyguards here.

Because here, no one dares to cause trouble, and those who do basically disappear from the face of the earth.

But Mr. Puchuan came in with two bodyguards.

As soon as Mu Lingyun sat down, the tea artist personally served him fragrant tea.

"I'm not used to this tea, give me a cup of freshly ground coffee!"

The beautiful tea artist looked embarrassed, as no coffee was sold in the entire Yunding Mansion.

"Didn't you hear me? My husband asked you to change the tea!"

As soon as he came up, he gave Mu Lingyun and others a warning!

The tea artist was stunned for a moment, "Sir, we don't have coffee here?"

The big black bodyguard roared coldly: "If you don't have it, go buy it, now, immediately, right away!"

Mu Lingyun stretched out his hand to stop it. He didn't take such despicable tactics seriously.

He waved his hand to signal the tea artist to leave.

"We Chinese have a saying: Be polite before using force."

Mu Lingyun offered tea with both hands, smiling gently: "Mr. Puchuan, please!"

The handsome man looked at him calmly with deep eyes.

Mu Lingyun was not afraid at all, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

"Haha, I've heard that each of the three leaders of Dongyu Group is a capable general. After meeting them today, they are indeed quite good!"

Mu Lingyun still had a smile on his face, and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Mr. Puchuan is also very good!"

Behind them, the branch manager Xiang Yun and the lawyer Lao Qin looked at each other.

"I'm not used to drinking this tea, but it depends on who offers it to me."

Mr. Fuchuan picked up the kettle of tea that was ready to be boiled next to him.

"I have a habit of pouring it myself. Can Mr. Mu hold it?"

Mu Lingyun smiled calmly: "Whether it can be lived properly or not, you have to try it to know, Mr. Puchuan, please!"

He still held the teacup in both hands.

The cup is exquisite and small, with a lush and green welcoming pine pattern on the bottom.

The tea makes everything come alive.

Mr. Puchuan said no more and poured the boiling hot tea slowly.

Pour the tea 70% full, the remaining 30% is human feelings!

Of course!

The teacup overflowed instantly!

The boiling hot tea flowed down Mu Lingyun's slender fingers.

Mr. Puchuan ignored it and curled his lips: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, but you still won't let go?"

Mu Lingyun frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly rose: "Even if it hurts, I have to let Mr. Puchuan see my sincerity, don't you think?"

The tea never stops!

Behind him, Xiang Yun dared not speak out but was angry.

This is not a negotiation, it's clearly a way to make things difficult for others!

The slender white fingers were burned red in an instant.

Blisters of varying sizes appeared on the back of my hands.

"Mr. Mu has indeed come here with great sincerity. Well, let's talk!"

The kettle is empty.

Mu Lingyun's hands remained motionless as he finally brought the tea to him.

He pulled his hand back, still smiling.

"Mr. Mu, how are you? Let's call a doctor first?" Xiang Yun asked worriedly.

He saw it clearly. The moment Mu Lingyun pulled his hand back, his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

If such hot water was poured down, most people would have thrown the cup away.

Mu Lingyun waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

"The conditions are very simple. It depends on whether President Mu accepts them."

"Please say."

Mr. Puchuan had a cold and arrogant look on his handsome face: "Logically speaking, your company is also a large group. How could you be so lucky as to learn how to evade taxes?"

He leaned back, his aristocratic aura strong.

Every move is full of nobility.

But there was a smile on his face that looked like he was asking for a beating.

There is a feeling of being despised.

Mu Lingyun cursed in his heart: This has been their consistent style over the years, especially in China's import and export trade.

Tariffs are raised again and again.

If you are not careful, the other party will set a trap for you.

Otherwise, it is completely false.

Anyway, we are on someone else's territory, so we can be bullied by others, right?

"Mr. Puchuan, we are a legitimate company. We export to your country every year and pay all taxes..."

Mr. Puchuan had an aristocratic air, but he deliberately interrupted Mu Lingyun.

"No, no, no, President Mu may not understand. I am not deliberately making things difficult for your company. Look at your President Lu and the branch company here. The world has changed and it is difficult to do business now!"

Lawyer Lao Qin's eyes were blazing with fire. Isn't this an obvious threat to us?

"Boss Mu, this is too much!"

"How about this, three days, give me three days, I promise to satisfy Mr. Puchuan, after three days, I hope Mr. Puchuan will keep his promise and not provoke a dispute!"

Mu Lingyun sat on the sofa with his back straight, neither humble nor arrogant.

Mr. Puchuan pondered for a long time, and then curled his lips: "Mr. Mu has an extraordinary demeanor. Are you interested in coming to the Bobst Group?"

Even Mr. Lu didn't expect this.

The other party was actually poaching our talents openly.

However, Mu Lingyun would not do anything that would harm the tiger.

What's more, he is a native Chinese. Even if he takes a step back, there is no way he can join the Bobst Group.

Moreover, the other party's intention is very clear. When dealing with such people, not everything will be laid out in the open.

"Thank you Mr. Puchuan for your appreciation. I am used to freedom and cannot stand being restricted."

"Haha, then let's wait three days and see how courageous Mr. Mu is!"

"By the way, Mr. Tang and I are old friends. I am a nostalgic person. I haven't seen my old friend for a while. I wonder if I can have a drink and chat with him in three days?"

Mu Lingyun thought to himself: Sure enough, Mr. Lu guessed right!

"Mr. Puchuan, I can't make the decision on this matter. Young Master Tang is nostalgic and he likes to stay in Haicheng. Why don't you ask him in person? If he wants to come here to drink with you, I will be very happy too."

Mr. Puchuan's smile froze, and after a few seconds, it returned to normal.

"Haha, I just mentioned it casually. Mr. Tang is always forgetful. It's time for him to come and see me."

During the first negotiation, the situation was basically as Mr. Lu had guessed.

The two of them seemed to be on good terms with each other, but in fact they parted on bad terms.

After they left, the beautiful tea artist came out from the corner.

She said coldly: "Boss, please say something. I have to teach him a lesson and let him know that freshly ground coffee doesn't taste good!"

"Rui'er, don't act rashly." The man put his hands in his pockets, exuding a lazy and casual aura.

"Humph!"

He calls himself a noble, but he does all kinds of sneaky things.

Such despicable tactics are also considered business warfare?

On the way back to the villa, Mu Lingyun told the lawyer and Xiang Yun not to tell Mr. Lu about his hand burns.

Passing by the hospital, Mu Lingyun got out of the car and had simple treatment, with his hands wrapped in white gauze.

When he met Lu Chenyu, Mu Lingyun told him everything in detail.

"The other party's request for Tang Renfeng is fake. What he can say is definitely not the most important thing."

Mu Lingyun sat on the sofa, looking up at the somewhat lonely figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Then do you want me to make a phone call and tell my sister-in-law to postpone the ME9 press conference?"

"No need." The man turned around, his eyes cold, "Proceed as usual."

The next second, he saw Mu Lingyun's hands were still in his pockets and asked.

"Why do you keep your hands in your pockets?"

……

Haicheng, on Monday, the trial of Tang Renfeng's case opened.

The case was decided that morning, and Tang Renfeng would never see the light of day again in his lifetime.

All other members were sentenced.

Hu Ziyang was sentenced to seven years and three months in prison for meritorious service after his crime was resolved.

After the presiding judge finished his sentencing, Tang Renfeng stated in court that he would appeal!

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