The person who was about to knock on his door was not someone else, but a young and beautiful woman who almost killed herself not long ago.

"You are going out? Sorry, can I take it a pity that you will get into the house for a while?" the young and beautiful woman whispered.

"What's the matter? I'm a little anxious, so I can't say it here?" Zhao Mu said in a daze. In fact, he didn't want the woman to enter the house, although he had already dealt with all the traces.

"It's a bit inconvenient to speak outside. My name is Wei Rou, and it won't take up too much time for you."

"Okay." Zhao Mu couldn't leave, so he invited the person into the inner room.

As soon as the two sat down, Wei Rou took out a check and said sincerely: "This is 300,000 yuan. I'm so sorry. This is the medical expenses I compensate you. Please accept them no matter what, otherwise Wei Rou will be really uneasy."

It has to be said that this rich and rich beauty Wei Rou is very well-educated and has been cultivated for a long time. Even though Zhao Mu almost killed him the moment before, Zhao Mu looked at her sincerely apologized and compensated, and his previous resentment was unconsciously reduced.

Of course, the generous compensation of 300,000 yuan occupies a very important component. Although his life is far more than 300,000 yuan, he left on the spot. He could be completely unresponsible for this matter, but obviously, Wei Rou did not do so.

No one knows better than Zhao Mu himself that he really needs money now. If a beautiful woman who is full of intelligence and peace in the past did this, Zhao Mu would have to say that she would be a real Pig Brother and forced her to refuse. But now, it is obvious that Zhao Mu no longer has the qualification to pretend to be X in front of the beautiful woman.

Therefore, his hands trembled and he silently took the check. You know, this was his mother's life-saving money, and he had been worried for three months.

I originally planned to sell the Fu Bing skills to Brother Huang, but now that this is the case, the one million will naturally be gone.

Now with 300,000 yuan, and Zhao Mu's savings in work in the past two years are enough to perform kidney transplant surgery on his mother, and there is even a surplus.

After receiving the check, Zhao Mu tried hard to suppress his excitement and asked calmly: "Miss Wei, I don't know what else you have to say besides this."

Since Wei Rou must go into the house to talk, he was sure that things were obviously not as simple as just compensation for medical expenses.

"I..." Wei Rou hesitated for a moment, looked up at Zhao Mu and said, "I have another unhappy request, may I ask..."

"My surname is Zhao." Zhao Mu reminded that he was careful and did not tell his full name, but he also knew in his heart that it was easy for the other party to drive a luxury car worth millions and to investigate his information if he wanted to investigate his information, but he was still cautious.

After all, Brother Huang's death just now can be regarded as a tide and full of soldiers.

"Mr. Zhao, do you still have the buns you ate before? I mean those buns that can help you." Wei Rou bit her lower lip and asked with great care.

"Bun!?" Zhao Mu mentioned in his heart. Sure enough, this woman was still aware of this matter, but Zhao Mu didn't even care about his own life at that time, so naturally there was no secret. Moreover, he didn't know that the old lady's bun was really so magical.

"I'm sorry, I ate them all to save my life just now."

"Then please ask where else can I get these magical buns? Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I won't cause me any trouble. I can buy them for a lot of money. Please help me, please." Wei Rou's tone became anxious, and a hint of redness appeared in her eyes.

"I don't know. Let me tell you the truth. I accidentally helped an old lady. After that, the old lady gave me a bowl of buns. I didn't know that these buns were so magical. As for where the old lady was, I don't know at all now. I was a passerby at that time."

Zhao Mu felt thrilled when he heard that Wei Rou was going to spend a lot of money to buy buns. Seeing that she was so anxious, it should be because of an accident with her close relatives who needed the buns to save their lives?

But now he only has the last bun left. He will definitely not sell the magic of the bun for money. After all, it is a life-saving thing. And once my mother's surgery is not ideal, he still has to keep the bun as a way out.

He could only shake his head secretly. This silly girl was so kind and simple. If she hadn't paid him 300,000 yuan in compensation one minute before, maybe he would have sold the buns. But now that my mother's surgery cost has been solved, how could he be so stupid? Even if Chuchu on the other side was pitiful and made the man feel very distressed, he could only force himself to refuse.

The two continued to ask and talk for a while, and finally Wei Rou left with a look of disappointment and a hint of despair. Before leaving, she still held the last bit of hope and left her phone number to Zhao Mu, saying that once she found out, she asked Zhao Mu to find her as soon as possible.

With a hint of apology, Zhao Mu took a deep breath, picked up his luggage bag, and finally took a look at the rental house that he had worked hard in Seoul and lived in for more than two years. He resolutely left without looking back. He wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and return to his hometown.

...

Just when Zhao Mu rushed to the train station in Seoul, a handsome young man dialed a phone number again on the top floor of a commercial building in the central square of Seoul.

But the echo I received was still not connected, and it prompted that the current user's phone number was not in the service area. The young man frowned slightly.

"President, can't you contact the chairman?" A woman dressed in a beautiful figure, black hair and beautiful face asked softly.

The handsome man shook his head and did not answer. Instead, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office and looked at the crowd of people rushing down like ants, with a little heavy expression.

Huang Zhicheng knew very well what his father was. In addition to being unable to contact him at any place, Huang Zhicheng knew very well that his father was always in contact.

"Is something wrong with my dad?"

It was impossible. Afterwards, Huang Zhicheng shook his head with a funny look and rejected his guess, because his father is not an ordinary person, so how could something happen in the real world easily?

However, when half a day passed and Huang Zhicheng still couldn't contact his father, his expression finally showed a hint of solemnity.

"A Bao, go and check where my dad went today and who he had contact with."
Chapter completed!