President, Please Be Careful
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‘Program proposals, program budget, development prospects, mutual benefit distribution! What the fuck is all this?!’

Zhao Youlin took a cold breath. He flipped through the pages with increasing frustration, only to find that the other pages were also many things he could not understand. His first reaction was that he had been deceived by Master Qin or whatever.

However, the guess was overturned by Zhao Youlin soon after. He had worked with the same detective agency many times before. Prior to this, he had adopted various identities to contact them. Overall, they have a good reputation. It doesn't make sense for them to make such a big mistake.

Of course, there are other possible reasons. Zhao Youlin had yet to pay her fee in full, and it was a good sum. Come to think of it, even so, the staff of the detective agency does not seem to be the petty type.

After all his other hypotheses were reversed, he only had one possibility.

Zhao Youlin frowned. 'Was it exchanged for something else on the way home?'

'Exchange?!' Something seemed to be flashed through Zhao Youlin's mind.

He had given a kick and sent the black-clothed thief flying. The suitcase was thrown and fell to the floor. The documents in it were scattered, especially when the wind was blowing. In addition, a map had been thrown out of the briefcase and slid next to it. The folder looked similar to his.

Zhao Youlin concentrated on running back the events in the head. His face became dark.

Goddamnit! At that moment, he instinctively wanted to grab the folder closest to him. Mu Tingfeng's sudden appearance shocked him.

As a result, he completely forgot to check if he got the correct folder. The moment he took the folder, he had escaped. Now, when he thinks about it…

Zhao Youlin flipped the folder inside as if she felt it. Indeed, the small Chinese redbud image that was in the corner of the original folder was missing. He really took the wrong one!

The villa in the Mu family was brightly lit. It was cold and quiet as usual, without many people around. No. gabe. In fact, the atmosphere in the Mu family today was very strange compared to the usual lifeless atmosphere.

The old butler had been living in the villa for many years. This was the first time he had experienced such a strange atmosphere.

It all started that afternoon. For the first time, young master Mu who almost never returned actually brought his lunch home.

Not only that, after the young master had lunch, he picked up the newspaper that day and read it on the sofa at home. He read until five in the afternoon. He didn't go to work all afternoon. This has never happened before.

After that, he had dinner. That was when the mood of the young master began to gloom. Over time, its presence has caused the living room environment to become increasingly cold.

Moreover, what was the problem with the young master seeing the phone once every few minutes? Could it be that the young master had been waiting for someone's call from afternoon to night?

Just then, the phone in the living room suddenly rang, confirming the old butler's guess. The old butler shuddered.

He stepped forward to where the phone was placed. However, just as he was about to reach the phone, a deep voice rang out, "Let me pick up the phone."

'Huh?' The old butler froze. He seemed to feel a hint of excitement from the young master's tone of voice.

Before the old butler continued to pry further, the young master had already raised the call. At the same time, a familiar voice was heard clearly from the other end of the phone.

“Mu Tingfeng, you are the cause of all my misfortune! Return my things!”