C224 His Head Was Hot

Feng Jianche took him to a café he owned that hadn’t been affected yet. They entered a private room, and after they sat down, Feng Jianche instructed the server to bring in two cups of coffee.

“No need for the formalities. Just tell me what you want. As long as it doesn’t harm my boss, I’ll agree to anything,” Mu Ling said directly, cutting to the chase.

Feng Jianche chuckled