The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Meng Zhe's gaze fell on Mu Yaqi who had just appeared.

She was wearing a silver-white denim jacket and jeans. The close-fitting design made her movement easy and looked neat.

The metal accessories on her clothes gleamed with a cold and hard luster in the dim light, complementing her cold temperament.

He was only wearing a long black windbreaker on the outside.

Seeing this, Meng Zhe looked at Mu Yaqi with a smile and said, "I didn't expect Miss Mu to really come."

Mu Yaqi chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Mr. Meng sent this message specially, isn't it because he wants to see me?"

As they were talking, Zhu Qingshuo noticed Mu Yaqi's outfit.

He was wearing a pair of silver-white denim underwear and a black windbreaker on the outside.

Combining Meng Zhe's words, she guessed that Mu Yaqi was wearing this dress today and flew back directly from abroad after receiving the news.

This black windbreaker was most likely something she just picked up from the car to enhance her aura.

Zhu Qingshuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart about Sister Mu's idol baggage, and at the same time he was worried for himself.

Sister Mu came here in such a hurry, after finishing the matter——

It's time to deal with me.

Then I will be miserable!!!

Zhu Qingshuo felt like crying but had no tears, but that was something he would have to think about later.

Now face it with a smile.

Now that the person who supports her is here, she can't be so weak.

Although her inner drama was very rich, Zhu Qingshuo always had a cold expression on her face and no one could detect her thoughts.

Even Su Ye who was standing by felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

In addition, he was a little afraid of Mu Yaqi. At this moment, he almost wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into, so he tried his best to minimize his presence.

Meng Zhe let out a “ho ho ho” laugh, which sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet factory outside. “It’s great that Miss Mu can come.”

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows slightly, with a look of disdain and nonchalance: "Mr. Meng brought so many people to welcome me today, what do you want to talk about?"

Meng Zhe shrugged and pretended to be innocent: "I came here to discuss something with Miss Zhu."

As he spoke, he raised his head and pointed in Zhu Qingshuo's direction, then said nonchalantly, "Is it appropriate for Miss Mu to take care of this matter?"

Mu Yaqi's eyes were stern, and her tone was tough: "I am in charge of all her affairs. It's useless for you to talk to her."

Meng Zhe's mouth curled up slightly: "It seems that I am not treating Miss Mu well enough to discuss these things in this remote place."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows and ignored Meng Zhe's words.

He jumped directly down from the eaves, his body graceful and neat, landing on the ground as lightly as a fallen leaf.

She walked towards Meng Zhe. Even though the group of people behind Meng Zhe were still holding guns, she didn't take it seriously at all. Her face showed the calmness and composure of a superior.

When she was one meter in front of Meng Zhe, Mu Yaqi stopped and smiled: "I have ordered a meal at Platinum Restaurant, Mr. Meng, you might as well go and try it. It's well known that it's difficult to order a meal there."

Meng Zhe raised his eyebrows and showed a satisfied smile: "It would be disrespectful to refuse it."

Mu Yaqi chuckled: "Mr. Meng has a lot of people, so there may not be enough seats."

Meng Zhe raised his hand to signal his men to put down their guns, and said with a smile: "They don't need to bother Miss Mu. As for how to get to the Platinum Restaurant, Miss Mu has the final say."

Mu Yaqi smiled, with the corners of her lips slightly curled, then she stretched out her arm in the direction of Zhu Qingshuo and Su Ye, motioning Meng Zhe to get in her car.