Chapter 127           That's it?

Mu Huan glanced at the male model behind her mother Sang with great disgust, "That's it?"

She raised her head and loosened her uncomfortable shoulders and neck, as if she had just finished overtime and looked very tired. Then she reached out to take out a pigeon egg from her handbag and threw it to her mother Sang:

"The best private room, call me all your best 'blue confidant'."

Mom Sang is a natural jewelry appraisal expert. When you pass by something, you will know the authenticity of it after you weigh it again.

"Don't worry!" Mom Sang held the pigeon egg worth at least one million, and her old face with heavy makeup immediately smiled, "I'll give you satisfaction, my diamond goddess."

Mom Sang winked at the male models, and the male models walked away tactfully. Mom Sang quickly led the way for Mu Huan, "You are taking action, there should be a mine at home, right?"

Mu Huan pulled the corners of her mouth, as if Mom Sang asked a stupid question, "Which mine are you asking?"

When Mom Sang heard this, her family was so rich that she smiled even more attentively, "Please be careful to lift your foot and enter the elevator..."

In the private room, Mom Sang personally stayed to serve tea and pour water to entertain Mu Huan:

"Diamond Goddess, you can drink a little tea to relieve your fatigue. The 'small snacks' will arrive soon. Keeping it will not disappoint you..."

"Yeah." Mu Huan snorted from his nose, and the man leaned lazily on the leather sofa, lazily reached out to take the tea, put it under his nose and smelled it, "Tea is okay, it costs 800,000 kilograms.

Bar."

When Mom Sang heard this, she called an expert, "Isn't that true? Our most expensive tea here is, and we will only entertain guests like you--"

But Mu Huan put the exquisite teacup on the table, "I don't like domestic products in the island, so I'll exchange for Maofeng in Huangshan."

Mom Sang's expression froze and immediately sent someone to buy it.

On the tenth floor, the presidential suite is dedicated to the big boss' rest.

Feng Tingbei's tall and tall figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He wrapped his arms around his chest, raised an index finger, and tapped his arm rhythmically.

There were three knocks outside the door, and then Gao Ke pushed the door open and entered.

He shook his head at Feng Tingbei: "Young Master, all the employees' belongings and the apartment they live in were searched, and no human skin mask was found. There was no man named Ru Ge."

Mu Huan told him before that the human skin mask had appeared in "Ming City" and asked him to follow this clue to investigate.

After he really sent someone to investigate, he realized how strict the rules of "Ming City" were.

The information of buyers and sellers is absolutely confidential, and outsiders can only find the items and amounts of the transaction at most.

So he only found out that the latest transaction of human skin masks occurred three months ago, with a large number of them and dozens of them. However, there were no clues about which buyers bought them.

There was no choice but to submit the information to "Ming City" for entry and pay a huge deposit, hoping to enter Mie City to buy a human skin mask when the market opens next time.

But the next time the market opens is one month later. Even if his information is reviewed, the city of Netherworld does not guarantee that he will be able to buy it.

Because the principle of Mingcheng is freedom of buying and selling.

This clue in Ming City is equivalent to being stranded.

If the hospital hadn't called him today and said that the human skin mask that Yin Shumo was wearing was damaged and she needed to buy another one. He wouldn't know that there were still people in the Red and Blue Club selling human skin masks to make money!

This red and blue club is under the name of a wealthy businessman, but the real boss behind the scenes is the Feng family.

Currently, Feng Tingbei’s third uncle is in the management club. Feng Tingbei has always only looked at the performance, never comes, and only cares about the specific business matters.

"Young Master, do you want to ask Miss Yin again, or invite the third master to come here?" Gao Ke suggested.

He finally got a clue, but he didn't want to break it so easily.


Chapter completed!