Mysterious president owes a lot

An Jincheng and Tang Qiaoen.

Why did they come together?

Tang Qiaoen took He Jiayin's hand: "Jiayin, is that your husband? He really is a good-looking talent! Let me introduce you!" Tang Qiaoen actually came here because he heard that Mu Zechuan was here.

He Jiayin had no choice but to bring Tang Qiaoen to Mu Zechuan: "Mu Zechuan, she is my good friend, Tang Qiaoen."

Mu Zechuan glanced at Tang Qiaoen, his face changed slightly.He ignored Tang Qiaoen and stared at He Jiayin: "Hold the quiver for me, who will allow you to run around? Can you afford to delay my performance?"

He Jiayin secretly clenched her fists. Damn Mu Zechuan, deliberately embarrassing her in front of her friends, will she die if she pretends?

Mu Zechuan took He Jiayin and left.

Tang Qiaoen was left alone in a daze, Lin Yixiang approached Tang Qiaoen and whispered in Tang Qiaoen's ear: "Tang Meiren, why are you still pretending that you don't know Chuanzi?"

Tang Qiao'en glared at him as if: "Xiangzi, don't worry about my business, remember not to let me know!"

Mu Zechuan pulled He Jiayin and walked towards An Jincheng for an unprecedented time.

He Jiayin couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

But she was overthinking, Mu Zechuan's goal was not An Jincheng, but the king around An Jincheng.

"Wang Ju, I heard you like to compare arrows?" Mu Zechuan had a rare smile on his face, but it was fake.

Wang Ju smiled: "Why, Mr. Mu intends to compete with me?"

"How dare." Mu Zechuan waved his hand: "Wang Ju is the best of the best, so I dare not make a fool of myself."

He Jiayin had goosebumps all over the floor listening to it, she had never heard Mu Zechuan say such flattering words.

Mu Zechuan went on to say, "I want to compete with Boss An in a few rounds." As soon as the words fell, Mu Zechuan raised his head and looked at An Jincheng with provocative eyes.

An Jincheng seemed to have expected that Mu Zechuan would say this a long time ago, and he looked confident: "Since Mr. Mu has an elegant mood, I would rather be respectful than obedient. However, it's boring to compare, so we should gamble on something?"

"What do you want to bet?" Mu Zechuan knew that An Jincheng had taken the bait.

"Wang Ju, both Anshi and Tianyi want the land in the south of the city. I think you must have a headache, right? Why don't I compete with Boss Mu, and whoever wins will get the land. What do you think? "

Seeing that these two people had such fighting spirit, Wang Ju couldn't help being interested: "What does Mr. Mu think?"

The corner of Mu Zechuan's mouth rose: "Okay!"

"Mu Zechuan..." He Jiayin wanted to say something to stop him.

Because she knew that when An Jincheng was in college, he was the president of the archery club and won the national championship.

Mu Zechuan couldn't compare to An Jincheng!

Mu Zechuan looked back at He Jiayin: "Why, are you afraid that An Jincheng will lose miserably? Are you worried about him?"

He Jiayin glared at Mu Zechuan: "I don't know what's good!"

Lin Yixiang leaned into He Jiayin's ear meanly: "Are you worried that Mu Zechuan will lose?"

He Jiayin didn't answer, it was a tacit consent.

Lin Yixiang smiled strangely.

He Jiayin looked at Lin Yixiang and asked, "Why did Mu Zechuan compete with An Jincheng for the land in the south of the city?"

"It's for you!" Lin Yixiang said so bluntly and directly, which caught He Jiayin a little off guard.

She understood what Lin Yixiang meant. Mu Zechuan must have thought that she had something to do with An Jincheng, so he deliberately competed with An Jincheng for the land and tripped An Jincheng.

"How naive!" she blurted out involuntarily.

"Yeah, really naive!" Lin Yixiang felt the same way: "Chuanzi insisted on fighting for that useless piece of land in order to fight against An Jincheng. I really don't know how he can get it back after spending so much money!"

"You said that it's useless for Mu Zechuan to ask for that piece of land?"

Lin Yixiang smiled but did not answer: "Who do you hope to win now?"