Mysterious president owes a lot

"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?"

He Jiayin was silent.

She looked at the archery field. Mu Zechuan and An Jincheng had already stood up, ready to string and shoot arrows.

Who does she want to win?

If there is no conflict of interest, she certainly hopes that Mu Zechuan will win.

However, she knew that Mu Zechuan was fighting for a piece of useless land just to set his mind free, so...

After hearing two swishes, Mu Zechuan and An Jincheng shot their first arrows respectively.

The younger brother of Changji held up a sign: "Mr. Mu, ten rings. Mr. An, ten rings!"

Wang Ju applauded and cheered: "Good! It's wonderful!"

Mu Zechuan snorted coldly, looked at He Jiayin, pulled out an arrow from the quiver at his waist, put it on the bowstring, and with another whoosh sound, the arrow still stably pierced into the bull's-eye.

"President Mu, ten rings!"

An Jincheng smiled, and also shot an arrow with a bow, also ten rings.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more tense, and He Jiayin held onto the hem of her clothes tightly.

She was afraid that Mu Zechuan would win, but she was also afraid that he would not win.

If he wins, then he will have a lot of face, but the land in the south of the city is useless to Tianyi and may become a burden.

If he doesn't win, although it will be good for the company, but Mu Zechuan will lose face and might take all his anger on her.

But the two men on the archery field didn't know He Jiayin's worry.

They were evenly matched, and the comparison was hearty.

In the end, all ten feathered arrows in the quiver were shot, and there was no winner.

He Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief.It would be best if there is no way to tell the winner.

However, Mu Zechuan's archery still surprised her a lot.She thought that his arrow hit the bull's-eye just by chance when he first entered the arena, but she didn't expect him to be able to hit a hundred hits!

Lin Yixiang smiled and said, "You don't know, do you? Your husband used to be in the United States, but he was a national champion!"

"Amateur?"

"No, it's a professional competition!"

He Jiayin sighed lightly.

There are many things about Mu Zechuan that she doesn't know or understand.

He has been in the United States for ten years. What happened in these ten years?What kind of life does he lead?Is it happy, or hard?

Why did he suddenly return to Annan City ten years later and suddenly proposed to marry her?

She doesn't know anything.

She only knew the sentence of watching him, and it lasted ten years.

"It's unbelievable, two, your archery level is even better than professional players!" Wang Ju stood up and applauded: "It's just that there is no winner, here..."

"We can compete again!" Mu Zechuan put down the bow and arrow in his hand: "An Jincheng, we are blocking the ground with our lives, do you dare?"

"What do you mean?" An Jincheng frowned.

"We stand in front of the target, with an apple on our head, and choose one of the people present to shoot the apple. Whoever gets the apple shot off his head wins." Mu Zechuan approached He Jiayin, pull her to your side: "I choose her to shoot."

"Mu Zechuan, you are joking with your life! I won't participate!"

"If you don't participate, you will admit defeat!" Mu Zechuan said.

Tang Qiaoen saw Mu Zechuan hugging He Jiayin, and she felt jealous. She walked towards An Jincheng: "Brother Jincheng, if you trust me, I can help you."

An Jincheng was silent for a while, then looked at He Jiayin and said, "You can participate, then I'll let Jiayin do the ejaculation too."