Chapter: 741
"No, Mr. Li, don't panic. Young Master Muta is very good. I am calling to tell you that my young master wants to see you tomorrow, so please bring your account book with you. It's about Young Master Muta. Life experience. I will send someone to pick you up at the gate of your villa at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning." The army finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Li Jiangang stared at the phone and looked at his wife with a look of confusion: "He actually called Muta the young master? Now, what's the matter?"
Zhao Fen gave him a white look: "You got it wrong! I heard that Long Yu is a grandson of the Murong family in Europe. Hearing from them, Murong's family has several times more money than Mr. Lu's family. How could they possibly be? Call our wooden tower the young master!"
Zhao Fen and the others always thought that Muta’s biological parents were rural people, and they sold it to Aunt Mei because they had too many children to support.
"But, he asked us to bring the household registration book tomorrow, saying it was about Muta's life experience?" Li Jiangang tilted his head, still a little puzzled.
Now Zhao Fen was also a little shocked: "Did they really say that?"
Li Jiangang thought for a while and nodded affirmatively.
Zhao Fen nervously shook his hand: "My child, father, shouldn't our Muta really have something to do with Long Yu? If it is true, what should we do?"
Li Jiangang sighed long, silently lit a cigarette, took a sip, remembering that his wife was just pregnant, and quickly put out the cigarette in his hand.
"If Muta is really Long Yu's child, or has something to do with Long Yu, Xiaofen, let's let it go!" His voice was extremely painful.
Zhao Fen lowered his head and sobbed: "But, I, I can't bear it, the wooden pagoda is our child who was raised after all the hardships!"
Li Jiangang gently took his wife into his arms. The man in his forties, his eyes were a little moist: "Xiaofen, follow Long Yu, the future of the wooden pagoda is unlimited. We can't selfishly delay that child. The future!"
Zhao Fen knew this simple truth very well. But as a mother, she really can't bear the child Muta. The next morning, because it was the weekend, the Lu family were still asleep when the couple got up!
If Father Lu knew that because of his hesitation, the custody of his grandson had fallen into the hands of others, he would probably vomit blood directly!
When Li Jiangang and his wife came to the gate of the villa area, the army was already waiting for them in a car.
After half an hour, they came to a high-end decorated breakfast shop.
The army took them to a private room.
Long Yu was sitting in it elegantly drinking morning tea, seeing the two of them, put down the tea cup.
"Mr. Li, please sit down!" he said lightly.
The army helped them pull out the stools.
Li Jiangang and his wife were a little flattered: "No, no, we can just stand. If you have anything to say, Mr. Long, please speak up!"
Long Yu's temperament makes them daunting. The magnificent decoration of this private room is a place where rich talents start to consume.
A faint smile appeared on Long Yu's face: "The morning tea in this shop is the most famous in Yucheng. You can try it too!"
With that, he slowly stood up, and personally helped Li Jiangang to sit down.
Li Jiangang was panicked and couldn't refuse any more, so he sat down obediently with his wife.
"Army, prepare breakfast!" Long Yu glanced at Dajun and ordered. JrNovels.com
Li Jiangang stared at the phone and looked at his wife with a look of confusion: "He actually called Muta the young master? Now, what's the matter?"
Zhao Fen gave him a white look: "You got it wrong! I heard that Long Yu is a grandson of the Murong family in Europe. Hearing from them, Murong's family has several times more money than Mr. Lu's family. How could they possibly be? Call our wooden tower the young master!"
Zhao Fen and the others always thought that Muta’s biological parents were rural people, and they sold it to Aunt Mei because they had too many children to support.
"But, he asked us to bring the household registration book tomorrow, saying it was about Muta's life experience?" Li Jiangang tilted his head, still a little puzzled.
Now Zhao Fen was also a little shocked: "Did they really say that?"
Li Jiangang thought for a while and nodded affirmatively.
Zhao Fen nervously shook his hand: "My child, father, shouldn't our Muta really have something to do with Long Yu? If it is true, what should we do?"
Li Jiangang sighed long, silently lit a cigarette, took a sip, remembering that his wife was just pregnant, and quickly put out the cigarette in his hand.
"If Muta is really Long Yu's child, or has something to do with Long Yu, Xiaofen, let's let it go!" His voice was extremely painful.
Zhao Fen lowered his head and sobbed: "But, I, I can't bear it, the wooden pagoda is our child who was raised after all the hardships!"
Li Jiangang gently took his wife into his arms. The man in his forties, his eyes were a little moist: "Xiaofen, follow Long Yu, the future of the wooden pagoda is unlimited. We can't selfishly delay that child. The future!"
Zhao Fen knew this simple truth very well. But as a mother, she really can't bear the child Muta. The next morning, because it was the weekend, the Lu family were still asleep when the couple got up!
If Father Lu knew that because of his hesitation, the custody of his grandson had fallen into the hands of others, he would probably vomit blood directly!
When Li Jiangang and his wife came to the gate of the villa area, the army was already waiting for them in a car.
After half an hour, they came to a high-end decorated breakfast shop.
The army took them to a private room.
Long Yu was sitting in it elegantly drinking morning tea, seeing the two of them, put down the tea cup.
"Mr. Li, please sit down!" he said lightly.
The army helped them pull out the stools.
Li Jiangang and his wife were a little flattered: "No, no, we can just stand. If you have anything to say, Mr. Long, please speak up!"
Long Yu's temperament makes them daunting. The magnificent decoration of this private room is a place where rich talents start to consume.
A faint smile appeared on Long Yu's face: "The morning tea in this shop is the most famous in Yucheng. You can try it too!"
With that, he slowly stood up, and personally helped Li Jiangang to sit down.
Li Jiangang was panicked and couldn't refuse any more, so he sat down obediently with his wife.
"Army, prepare breakfast!" Long Yu glanced at Dajun and ordered. JrNovels.com
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