The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Meng Zhe pretended not to notice their little thoughts.

The two of them were not important to the purpose of his trip today.

Meng Zhe and Mu Yaqi were almost face to face, which made it convenient for them to talk.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the box was somewhat subtle.

Zhu Qingshuo felt bored and was a little afraid that Mu Yaqi would glare at her, so she could only glance at the surroundings inconspicuously.

Su Ye was also very frightened. He couldn't afford to offend any of these three people.

He only dared to observe the environment within his current sight. As for looking around, he didn't dare.

The decor here is luxurious yet unobtrusive.

The tables and chairs are neatly arranged, and the tableware is exquisite and shiny.

There are several exquisite paintings hanging on the wall, and the whole box exudes an elegant temperament.

On this side, Su Ye and Zhu Qingshuo were concentrating on observing the environment, while on the other side, Meng Zhe and Mu Yaqi were looking at each other, neither of them had any intention of speaking first.

After a long while, Mu Yaqi took the lead and said, "Mr. Meng is a straightforward person. I don't have much to offer here, so Mr. Meng can speak directly. Let's finish the discussion earlier so that we can rest earlier."

No matter how long you keep staring at me, I won't serve you a single dish!

I won’t even give you water to drink, so that you won’t accuse me of poisoning you!

Don't even think about taking advantage of me!

Not at all!

Meng Zhe chuckled: "Miss Mu, do you know...the Fuya tribe?"

As he said this, he glanced at Zhu Qingshuo meaningfully.

Zhu Qingshuo, who was standing aside, did not show any abnormality in his expression. He just quietly observed the surrounding environment and turned a deaf ear to Meng Zhe's hints.

Meng Zhe raised his eyebrows.

Mu Yaqi chuckled and said frankly: "I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Master Meng, just tell me what you want to do."

Meng Zhe looked at her slowly.

After a long while, he chuckled and said, "Since Miss Mu is so frank, I will speak frankly."

"For the sake of money, the Black Crow Gang helped Hui Fuya's lineage to plot in the Fuya clan's power struggle, which led to the tragic extermination of Yue Fuya's lineage."

"The Black Crow Gang is cooperating with the Shadow Vanguard, and the Shadow Vanguard is cooperating with the Poison Thorn Gang."

"The Dark Tide Office is behind the Poison Thorn Society, and the person I want to deal with is in the Dark Tide Office."

"So I hope Miss Mu can cooperate with me for Miss Zhu's sake."

Mu Yaqi sorted out her thoughts.

The Black Crow Gang was once an organization of the Dark Tide Agency, but was later kicked out due to poor business capabilities.

Few people know about this.

And it took a lot of thought for Meng Zhe to dig out and utilize such a relationship.

After a moment, Mu Yaqi said, "Why should I provoke someone who can make Mr. Meng need to find a partner to deal with him?"

Meng Zhe smiled confidently: "The Xiuyu in Miss Zhu's hand was buried with Mr. Sera."

"Mr. Sera will carry this jade with him at all times, so—"

He turned to look at Zhu Qingshuo, with a smile in his eyes: "Ms. Weier, if you are willing to come to Zhenshui City, you can go to a place called Zhenliu Tea House, and I will arrange for you to meet Mr. Sera."

Zhu Qingshuo clenched his fists, but his face was very calm: "Why should I believe you?"

"I put this piece of Xiuyan jade in the antique exhibition." Meng Zhe smiled confidently.

Zhu Qingshuo didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Mu Yaqi cleared her throat, and Zhu Qingshuo then withdrew his gaze.

Mu Yaqi continued: "If I agree to cooperate with Mr. Meng, what benefits will it bring to me?"