Chapter 67: Chapter 67 The Night Before (Part 2)
Editor: Noodletown Translations
In just ten minutes, Mu Fan had reappeared in the banquet hall, still dressed in his tidy and handsome tailor shop uniform, with his leather shoes polished to a shine before entering.
The crowd in the hall was more than halved from before he left, yet it was still bustling. Gurgle, he was a bit hungry again, so he casually grabbed a piece of fruit cream cake and dialed Harry’s Sky Communication.
Harry answered almost instantly, somewhat surprising Mu Fan. Picking up the Sky Communication, Mu Fan was just about to speak but was interrupted by Harry’s string of hurried questions, “Mu Fan, you’re back!? Great, how’s the situation? Hurry over!”
What’s going on here, why is he more anxious than I am? Mu Fan was a bit dazed by the barrage over Harry’s Sky Communication, even the fruit cake in his hand hadn’t been bitten yet.
All Mu Fan could say was alright, inquiring about the room, it was the East Side No. 1 VIP Gate.
“My friend Mu Fan will be right here,” Harry unexpectedly lifted his collar and confidently said to the man opposite, who should be called his uncle.
“Oh? Alright, my good nephew, let me see what kind of person this Mu Fan is that makes you trust him so much.” The man with the small mustache heard Harry’s words disdainfully, but his expression wasn’t as harsh, as he sat back down, ready to watch Harry’s joke.
Wayne then turned his head and asked, “Is your friend named Mu Fan back?”
Harry nodded, “I just spoke with him, he’ll be here soon.”
So, when Mu Fan entered, holding a fruit cake in one hand and pushing the door with the other, that’s how he appeared before the wide-eyed onlookers.
So delicious, Mu Fan was in the posture of just having stuffed the last piece of cake in his mouth with his fingers and froze there… So many people!
Even that comfortable-looking girl from before was here, meeting again?
Hi~ Mu Fan silently withdrew his finger that was eating the cake, then awkwardly raised it to wave at everyone.
“Pfft!” Shelly couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh secretly, her clear eyes narrowing into crescent moons from laughter. Meeting this person three times, each time was so special. Thinking about it, the most profound impression Loga Star left on her was this boy. However, after the man with the small mustache glared at her fiercely, she immediately stifled her laughter, regaining her normal expression, yet her talking eyes remained fixed on Mu Fan.
The man with the small mustache also grinned, is this the person you all talk about? A mole arranged by the tailor shop, or the unorthodox kind, might be a relative of your family. His gaze swept back and forth between Mu Fan and the Wayne father and son, the teasing in his eyes was so clear that even the elder in the back row clearly saw it.
Wayne couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed, he had been quite looking forward to meeting him in person before. The news from Uncle Wu and Harry both proved that this young man was extraordinary, but now it seemed the first impression was truly hard to improve on.
Only Harry, his face flushed with excitement, dashed over and grabbed Mu Fan’s arm, saying excitedly, “Come on, Mu Fan, we’ve all been waiting for you.”
Mu Fan was a bit curious, all waiting for me? He glanced around the VIP room, observing everyone’s gazes. The excitement in Harry’s eyes, the scrutiny in Family Head Wayne’s eyes, the mockery in the man with the small mustache’s eyes, the curiosity in Shelly’s eyes, and the contempt in the five elders not far away.
Mu Fan asked softly, “What’s going on?”
His voice was not loud, but enough for everyone to hear, and the man with the small mustache spoke first, with a tone that carried a superior air, “Are you Mu Fan?”
Harry whispered in Mu Fan’s ear, “Shelly’s father, my uncle, a Blue Capital Star man.”
Mu Fan understood, nodded, and replied without arrogance or subservience, “Yes.”
The small mustache casually lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and took a puff, “Tell me what you know of the situation.”
Mu Fan frowned as he looked at the man before him, not answering. He first glanced at Harry, who had no expression urging him, so he looked back and asked in return, “Are you the head of the Fowen Consortium?”
Everyone in the room was stunned again, including Harry’s father, Wayne. The hands of those elders seated nearby trembled a bit, for he was the representative of the main family from the fourth Administrative District’s administrative planet… Compared to the power of their own consortium, it was like the difference between an asteroid and a meteorite. Did this kid understand what an impact his words might have on today’s situation? There was a strong voice within the family advocating for a return to the main family.
The man with the small mustache truly felt defeated this time, humiliated by a young boy in a ridiculous uniform. He was the second son of the Gaoling Family, the second in line to inherit, Gaoling Sen! If word got out that on this remote, poor planet he was so embarrassed by a mere commoner, he’d never be able to show his face again.
Wayne saw the cold light in Gaoling Sen’s eyes and knew he had to step forward. Looking at Mu Fan, he spoke warmly, “I am Wayne Fowen, the current head of the Fowen Consortium, and you are Mu Fan, aren’t you? Harry has been mentioning you a great deal recently. I haven’t had the chance to thank you for what happened a few days ago, please forgive me.”
Mu Fan looked at Gaoling Sen with his eyes burning with malice, then at Wayne here, and he had to admire Harry’s father, who was really much better than that small mustache.
“Mu Fan is my son’s friend, Mr. Gaoling, please don’t mind.” Wayne cast his gaze at the small mustache, speaking with deep meaning, implying that if the small mustache continued to argue, he would be lowering his own status.
“Hmph,” he exhaled a long smoke ring and said nothing more, merely regarding Mu Fan coldly.
“Mr. Wayne, good day, Harry is my friend; no need to thank, helping him is helping myself.” Mu Fan answered without arrogance or subservience.
This demeanor made Wayne internally nod, finally redeeming a bit of the poor first impression left by the cake-eating incident. He couldn’t help but smile, his magnetic voice saying, “Oh? How is it that helping him is helping yourself?”
Mu Fan’s clear voice came, just as Shelly had heard in the tailor shop, calm yet confident, making her eyes widen, “I’d like to make a deal.”
At this moment, Harry was a bit confused, wasn’t Mu Fan here to talk about some matters, how did it turn into a deal now? He had no idea that Black’s voice was ringing in Mu Fan’s ear.
“Mu Fan, bring up the deal, don’t worry about your personal feelings with Harry. The Fowen Consortium is a typical businessman family, in business or commercial dealings; since you didn’t hear respectful words immediately upon entering, there’s no need to proceed as you intended.” Lord Black was somewhat angry, thinking that these guys were just riding on Mu Fan’s coattails.
“Alright, regarding the Fowen Consortium’s safety issues, I’d like to trade information.” Mu Fan responded.
“What trade?” Hearing Mu Fan say this, Wayne was filled with appreciation for the young man, as businessmen pursue profit, and he believed that eternal interests breed lasting friendships.
In this regard, Mu Fan was indeed better than his son, knowing how to use interests to maintain relationships.
“Ridiculous, what interests could you have? The clothes on your back aren’t even worth one of my shoes, what information could you have to trade with such a large family!” Gaoling Sen couldn’t hold back upon hearing Mu Fan speak, truly a clueless boy. He didn’t come here to see a clown perform.
Shelly’s neck shook a bit nervously, and the micro-light reflected from the gems caught Mu Fan’s attention, followed by her fair, slender neck…
Noticing Mu Fan’s gaze shift to her, Shelly first cast an apologetic look, but when she saw his eyes subtly go lower, her ears turned red, covering the area below her neck with her hand, and glared fiercely at Mu Fan.
Mu Fan was stunned, noticing the other party’s eyes filled with shyness and anger; his gaze quickly and awkwardly shifted away. This was merely a small interlude, lasting less than a second.
He completely ignored the words from the man with the small mustache and instead continued speaking to Wayne, “The security information of your family, in exchange for… A chance to take the Federation’s grand exam.”
Harry and Wayne were stunned because they had already planned to give Mu Fan this opportunity, even booking the interstellar flight for a few days later. But in the eyes of those elders and Gaoling Sen, it was seen as a sign of ignorance.
Mu Fan didn’t want to owe Harry a favor, so he considered it appropriate compensation.
Wayne, after being dumbfounded, quickly said seriously, “Mu Fan, this exchange is unequal, it’s too disadvantageous for you.” Mu Fan had saved his son’s life, and if he treated a lifesaver like this, it wouldn’t sit well with his conscience.
Mu Fan waved his hand, refusing, “Thank you, Mr. Wayne, let’s leave it like this. Could Mr. Wayne speak privately? It won’t take long.” He mouthed to Wayne—”Tomorrow.”
Eyes narrowing slightly, without a bit of hesitation, Wayne said in a deep voice, “Please come with me! Everyone, please wait a moment, I will address you all shortly.” He had already made up his mind that no matter the outcome, he would ensure Mu Fan could go to Blue Capital Star to study, and with his son having such a friend, this deal was worth it!
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