His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 330 - 107 Compensation Required by President Mu (8)_1

Chapter 330: 107 Compensation Required by President Mu (8)_1

Compensation Required by President Mu (8)

"Is it you? I need to speak with you alone."

He suddenly pointed at Qin Mu’s face, and although he lacked an imposing aura, he still seemed to have a quite good opinion of himself.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but press her lips into a straight line, offering a faint yet polite smile.

This young master appeared to be about her age, but mentally, he seemed more than a decade younger. She didn’t refute, only slightly lifting her hand to indicate that he should sit down beside her.

The colleagues immediately went out for dinner, with a handsome guy responsible for holding Huanhuan, and only Yang Qianxi stayed with Qin Mu to entertain him. As the young master sat down, he even dusted off his trousers. Qin Mu quietly noted his small actions, as well as the irritation in his eyes, thinking he must have a bit of a cleanliness obsession.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but scrutinize the person beside her; he must be a true young master, lacking the aloofness of a businessman. It’s quite normal for a young master to need uniquely designed dresses for a party, right?

But his mention of sending money was a bit exaggerated.

"I have about eighty-something friends here. You can name any price, but the designs must be unique for each person, distinctive enough."

"Which date next month?"

Qin Mu lowered her lashes, thinking that even if she didn’t sleep day and night, she couldn’t come up with dresses for more than eighty people, unless the designs were not significantly different and it was also at the end of the month.

"The 17th!"

The young master replied curtly, his knitted brows never relaxing.

"Haven’t asked the young master’s family name yet, are you from Rongcheng?"

"Of course, I’m from Rongcheng, why else would I be throwing a party here?"

Both Qin Mu and Yang Qianxi showed a flicker in their expressions, but then Qin Mu smiled again, "May I know your honored surname then?"

"No need for honorifics, my last name is Yang. Just tell me whether you can take care of this business or not. Be straight to the point."

No need for honorifics, his last name is Yang?

Qin Mu carefully searched through her knowledge of the Yang families in Rongcheng but couldn’t recall this particular individual.

"I can’t do it!"

Qin Mu lowered her gaze for two seconds, then with earnest when she looked up again, she gave her refusal.

The young master, who claimed his last name was Yang, thought he might have heard wrong: "You can’t do it?"

"Yes. To be honest, I have been extremely busy recently. If Mr. Yang has time, I could invite you to attend my fashion show on the evening of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. Other than that, I really can’t help you."

Qin Mu’s gaze was sincere, her voice firm, leaving no room for him to doubt.

The young master, surnamed Yang, suddenly laughed out loud, "I’ve really never met a woman like you before. Aren’t you supposed to take on the job? Think about it, this isn’t a small amount of money. Even if you just put something together to accommodate me, I wouldn’t know the difference."

He spread his hands, his lips curling up as he looked at her, his eyes full of astonishment.

"I could deceive you, but I can’t deceive myself, nor can I tarnish my reputation. If there’s a chance in the future, I hope to have the opportunity to work with Mr. Yang."

As she spoke, Qin Mu stood up first. Everyone else had gone to eat, and she was hungry as well, although she managed to maintain a serious demeanor. The young master, surnamed Yang, also had no choice but to stand up: "Then, can we be friends?"

"Certainly!"

His sharp gaze dropped, and as he extended his hand, Qin Mu lightly placed her hand in his for a brief handshake, then smilingly said, "Qianxi, please show Mr. Yang out."

"Yes!"

Yang Qianxi immediately led the way: "Please, Mr. Yang."

Although they shared the same surname, Yang Qianxi really didn’t dare to claim a connection beyond their social status, and from her perspective, the young master seemed to have ill intentions.

Naturally, if she felt his intentions were not good, Qin Mu was even more able to perceive it.

After he left, Qin Mu slung her bag over her shoulder and headed out. Huanhuan had been taken away by a colleague, and she needed to get there quickly; after all, they didn’t understand Huanhuan as she did, and she was worried.

After getting into the car, Mr. Yang glanced outside one more time, laughing mockingly upon seeing Qin Mu and Yang Qianxi coming out from inside, then started the car with the Bluetooth headset on and drove away.

Qin Mu and Yang Qianxi stood on the steps, watching him leave, and shared a helpless smile.

"So, what are your thoughts?"

Since the restaurant was not far away, Qin Mu and Yang Qianxi chatted as they walked there.

"Hmm! He seems like a true young master, but his reluctance to reveal his name makes him quite mysterious. Could he possibly be someone who has just returned from studying abroad?"

Yang Qianxi speculated.

"Hmm! Anything else?"

Qin Mu noticed that Yang Qianxi’s insight was quite keen.

"Well, nothing else at the moment."

"The business proposal came too suddenly, and it’s too illogical. There must be an ulterior motive."

Qin Mu stretched her arms forward, feeling somewhat exhausted as she analyzed the situation.