Chapter 691 Making Things Big 1
The warning is very strong, "When the tongue is missing, the mouth will be hard to speak."
Mu Yufeng looks sunny and handsome on the outside, but based on Zheng Wei's instinct as a bodyguard for many years, he is definitely not someone to mess with.
Feeling a little scared, he couldn't embarrass Mr. Yan, so he said neither humble nor condescending, "Young Master Hui Mu, I am Mr. Yan's driver and bodyguard."
"Oh, it turns out to be Yan Shiting's dog Gui." Mu Yufeng's tone was full of contempt.
"It's an honor for me to be a dog next to Mr. Yan."
"Hmph!" Mu Yufeng didn't bother to argue with a servant, and ran towards Cheng Yingxuan in three steps and two steps, "Xuanxuan, wait for me!"
Before, they were just passengers getting off the plane. Once they passed the pick-up area, dozens of reporters mingled with the crowd, holding up cameras to take pictures of Yan Shiting.
Mr. Yan returned to China after plastic surgery on the left side of his face. That was huge news.
Many people wanted to catch a glimpse of Yan Shiting, the richest man in Asia, and they also came closer.
Yan Shiting was well prepared and sent more than a hundred bodyguards in black to block reporters and isolate an unaffected aisle.
"Mr. Yan, I heard that you invited twenty top experts in the plastic surgery industry for consultation in the United States and underwent three surgeries on the left side of your face. Was your surgery successful?" A reporter was stopped by the bodyguard and asked loudly without giving up. .
One person asked, and another reporter was stopped by the bodyguard outside the separated wall while following Yan Shiting, "Did your plastic surgery fail? Otherwise, why are you still wearing half a mask?"
"If your surgery was successful, what's the reason for wearing a half-mask?"
"Mr. Yan, your mother has publicly admitted that Cheng Xiaobao is your son. Do you admit it yourself? Do you care about the results of the operation?"
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Countless questions were thrown at Yan Shiting, but he seemed not to hear them, his face was cold and emotionless, and he didn't answer any of them.
Cheng Yingxuan had expected this scene. She put on masks for herself and Cheng Xiaobao before reporters appeared, and took the initiative to stay away from Yan Shiting.
In this way, at least some reporters doubted her identity, and the focus was still on Yan Shiting.
At the entrance of the airport, ten bodyguards in black stood on the sidewalk, and three cars were parked on the road behind them.
As soon as Yan Shiting appeared, one of the bodyguards opened the door of the Porsche parked in the front and gave the car key to Zheng Wei.
Yan Shiting made an invitation gesture to Cheng Yingxuan, "Get in the car."
Bah bah! Bah bah!
A red Ferrari convertible honked its horn and sped over, stopping at the edge. The driver, Mu Yufeng, raised his hand to Cheng Yingxuan handsomely, "Xuanxuan, here, get in the car!"
"Don't get in his car!" Yan Shiting's face turned cold, and with a wink, dozens of bodyguards in black stood in front of Cheng Yingxuan.
"Mr. Yan, you are not the only one who has brought people here today!" Mu Yufeng also made a gesture, and dozens of bodyguards in black suits popped out from nowhere, and it seemed that there was going to be a conflict between the two sides.
"Don't be afraid of him, just take my car! I will fight with him for you!" Mu Yufeng simply stood up from the driver's seat, rolled up his sleeves regardless of description, and prepared to fight.
Although the media reporters who arrived later were stopped ten steps away by more than a hundred bodyguards, they excitedly held up their cameras to take photos and videos.
The eldest son of the Mu family of the Mu Group is going against Mr. Yan, the richest man in Asia. What exciting news is that!
Cheng Yingxuan glanced at Mu Yufeng displeasedly, did he insist on making the matter bigger?