Bloodline contract: Mr. Nan, lightly hug

He uttered the modern term again.

"The chairman means the largest shareholder. Whether it is our store or future branches, the final ownership is still in my hands. If you have no problems, you can sign here. Liu San, as the owner of our first store, You must listen to his leadership, or if you let me know, you will be expelled directly."

After hearing this, everyone nodded their heads again and again.

But it is more moving.

Early the next morning, Ji Muyun, an impulsive Aries, came to the Palace of the Seventh Prince.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by those guards.

"Go, go, this is the Palace of the Seventh Prince, where can you come in!"

The guards deliberately pushed him out after speaking.

And Ji Muyun hurriedly explained to them.

"Brother guards, have you forgotten? I was the cook that the prince invited to cook that day. Today I took the initiative to ask to meet the seventh prince. I hope you can accommodate me and let me in."

These guys who work as servants in the homes of high-ranking officials are not snobbish.

The leading guard couldn't help but sneered.

"What you said is indeed true. Back then, our prince personally sent Zimo guards to pick you up. It was your infinite honor. Naturally, we should be respectful, but today is different. You came here uninvited. It's not certain whether our prince will see you or not! So don't show off with us here, just go!"

Unexpectedly, there are still such people who step up and step down in the world.

At this moment, a shadow appeared in front of that guy and slapped his mouth hard.

The gate guard froze there.

When he looked up, he realized that it was Zimo, the leader of the guards of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

And behind him was An Zihao who had just stepped down.

Glaring at the person in front of him, Zimo snapped.

"Bold, even dare to stop the prince's distinguished guests, are you impatient?"

The man was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground, shaking heavily.

An Zihao got off the carriage, walked to Ji Muyun's side with a smile, took his hand and walked towards the palace.

When he was about to enter, he did not forget to turn his head and said something coldly.

"Kick him out of the house, and never let him come back."

Hearing these words, the man was completely limp on the ground and fell silent.

Ji Muyun's face was full of surprise, he didn't expect that he would drive the guard away for himself.

After entering the palace, An Zihao kept staring at Ji Muyun with a gentle face.

His appearance made him a little uncomfortable.

Originally, I wanted to tell him if I could be his book boy, but I couldn't say it right now.

It is expected that when he came this time, he must have something to ask for himself.

So An Zihao hurriedly looked at him with a smile.

"I don't know why Boss Ji came to the palace this time. Just ask if you have something to do. The king promised you before, and he will promise you everything."

That pampering attitude really made Ji Muyun blush.

After a long time, he stammered and opened his mouth.

"My lord, actually I came this time to ask you, can I be your book boy?"

This request surprised An Zihao.

It stands to reason that his restaurant's business is booming now, and his status is also improving day by day.

Why do you suddenly want to become a low-status book boy?

But since he proposed it, he would not refuse.

So An Zihao smiled and nodded.