"Xiao Er, pay the bill!" Mu Hanyan shouted. She is not interested in being in the limelight any more, she was already famous enough, but today she accidentally killed the prestige of the fifth prince, and she still doesn't know what the fame will become. Keep a low profile, keep a low profile.
"Young Master Mu, Liu Ruhui is the owner of Yingfeng Building. Young Master Mu is here, but I'm really rude for not being able to greet you from afar. This meal should be regarded as a gift for Young Master Mu." The chubby middle-aged man in Chinese clothes trotted up to meet him, and said to Mu Hanyan with a smile on his face.
As soon as she received the news that Zhao Yiba sent someone to report, Liu Ruhui rushed over immediately, but it was a pity that she came a little late.
Logically speaking, as the owner of Yingfeng Tower, this Liu Ruhui is also an exquisite figure, and has inextricable entanglements with the major families and even the royal family, so she is not afraid of Mu Hanyan.
But after inquiring about today's affairs, he knew that Zhao Yiba and others had caused big trouble. It's other people's business to fight or kill others. You just have to do your business honestly. Even if you can't control it, you shouldn't favor one side.
He also knew that Zhao Yiba wanted to flatter the fifth prince, but even the fifth prince himself bowed his head and admitted his cowardice. Is it useful for you to flatter
Seeing the long sword thrown all over the ground, Liu Ruhui wanted to strangle Zhao Yiba to death.
It's not good to offend anyone, you actually offended Mu Hanyan, not to mention the son of the Mo family, one of the eight great families, she even dared to clean up her own family, aren't you looking for death if you offend him
The only thing to be thankful for is that they saw the opportunity quickly, threw away their long swords early and jumped down from upstairs, and didn't even dare to touch Mr. Mu. Otherwise, it doesn't matter if they hurt any flowers and plants. What happened to the legendary porcelain doll Yu Baobao
"It's fine to make an apology, and those who don't know are not guilty." Mu Hanyan is not a man who is unforgiving, and he doesn't want to embarrass the mere guards.
The reason why she refused to let go of the fifth prince and the others was just that she didn't want to raise tigers into trouble.
"That's what I said, but I'm not strict in the Yingfeng Tower, so I should give Mr. Mu an explanation. This lunch is my apology for Mr. Mu, how about it?" Liu Ruhui knew that these aristocratic family's grievances must be reported, and she was afraid Mu Hanyan settled accounts after the fall, and only wanted to calm down the turmoil as soon as possible.
However, he judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
"Liudong's family, do you think that I, Mu Hanyan, can't pay the bill, so I came to your Yingfeng Building to eat Bawang's meal." Mu Hanyan became a little impatient, and simply took out the stack of bank notes and took a few shots.
Are you kidding me, her reputation as Mr. Mu is already resounding enough, if she wants to eat another meal of the overlord, she still doesn't know what it will be like to be rumored.
The young servant saw the stack of bank notes in Mu Hanyan's hand. The smallest denomination was an astronomical figure for him. He was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and drill down.
"Well, since Mr. Mu said so, I won't be polite to Mr. Mu. Let me do the math... um... a total of one hundred and twenty-three taels of silver." Seeing Mu Hanyan's righteous look, Liu Ruhui As if he understood something, he took out the small abacus made of gold and frantically dialed it, and said seriously.
"Pfft..." Several diners who were drinking tea sprayed out the tea in one gulp.