Chapter 244: 236 Heir, Lorentz Bank’s Black Gold Card [3 Updates]
When Mu Cheng said these words, his nerves immediately tightened.
Mu Chenzhou glanced in Meng Jingyu’s direction.
Seeing that Meng Jingyu had no intention of leaving right away, he retreated to a corner to answer the phone.
“Mr. Mu Cheng, this is Mu Chenzhou, you are too polite.”
In fact, Mu Cheng was nothing more than a servant responsible for all of Mu Heqing’s travels.
But because of Mu Heqing, no one really treated him like a servant.
If one wanted to see Mu Heqing, they had to go through Mu Cheng.
“The master has already set the final time for the heir assessment,” Mu Cheng said in an even tone, “Today I happened to be looking for your mother for some matters, so I took the opportunity to inform you in advance.”
Mu Chenzhou’s eyes suddenly became focused, “Grandfather is selecting an heir?”
This matter had been circulating within the Mu family for several years already.
It bypassed the generation of Mu Chenzhou’s father, and the candidates were all from their grandchildren’s generation.
However, Mu Heqing had not made any clear statements until now; this time, it was finally laid out openly.
Mu Chenzhou’s breathing became a bit more rapid.
“Yes, you are the first to be notified,” Mu Cheng said with a slight smile, “The assessment is quite difficult, and in a few days they will issue the specific criteria, please prepare yourself, Young Master Chen Zhou.”
Before Mu Chenzhou could react, Mu Cheng had already hung up the call.
He was stunned for a long while.
A few minutes later, his cell phone rang again.
“Chenzhou, you being the first one notified is a good sign,” Madam Mu was hardly able to contain her excitement, “Your grandfather must have taken notice of you.”
The Mu family was large and its business extensive.
Just in Mu Chenzhou’s generation of direct lineage disciples, there were as many as thirty.
No one had seen Mu Heqing being close with any of them.
Mu Chenzhou was not the most outstanding; there were at least three people ahead of him.
One of them was female.
Madam Mu had not expected that Mu Cheng would personally notify Mu Chenzhou about the heir assessment.
“You have distinguished guests over there, so I won’t disturb you,” Madam Mu said contentedly, “Once you pass the assessment, you can start to take over the Mu family.”
Looking at the ended call, Mu Chenzhou furrowed his brows, but he was not as optimistic as Madam Mu.
After pondering for a moment, he walked over to Meng Jingyu.
The man was draped in a deep teal Chinese-style embroidered robe with a folding fan in his hand.
He had an ancient charm about him.
In stark contrast to the bustling, neon-lit international metropolis, he seemed out of place.
Yet his appearance was so outstanding that his attire only made him more distinguished.
Passersby couldn’t help but turn their heads repeatedly.
Mu Chenzhou approached, apologetically, “Mr. Jingyu, I’m sorry for not being able to get that tulip for you.”
“No need,” Meng Jingyu paused, then suddenly asked, “Do you know that young lady?”
“I know her, but not well,” Mu Chenzhou replied, relieved that Meng Jingyu didn’t mind, “She was originally the foster daughter of the Ying family, but the adoption has been annulled.”
“I see,” Meng Jingyu lost interest.
Still, she was very beautiful.
Mu Chenzhou spoke again, “If Mr. Jingyu truly likes that tulip, I could ask someone to check in O continent for you.”
“No need,” Meng Jingyu repeated those two words, “You attend to your matters, I have other business, so I will take my leave.”
His speech also carried a sense of an ancient person.
Uncertain of his attitude, Mu Chenzhou nodded, “Very well, if Mr. Jingyu needs anything, please contact me.”
Outside the hotel, a Porsche stopped.
The woman beside Meng Jingyu opened the car door for him, and he got in.
After getting in the car, the woman’s expression changed, becoming a bit more somber, “Sir, that Snow Ganoderma…”
“I didn’t say I had given up,” Meng Jingyu fanned himself lightly, smiling faintly, “While he’s not around that young girl, send some followers to seize it.”
The woman obeyed respectfully, “I will follow your orders, sir.”
They were in no hurry to return to the capital.
For a Snow Ganoderma capable of bringing the dead back to life and reassembling bones, it was worth staying.
Meng Jingyu murmured softly, “Had I known there would be so much trouble, I should have acted directly before the auction started.”
He was not a Practitioner of Ancient Medicine, but an ancient martial artist.
Years earlier, because most of the Meng Family’s direct lineage members had poor health, the Meng Family specifically arranged with a family from the Ancient Martial World for several talented ancient martial artists to marry into the family.
The children born were to bear the Meng surname.
In the future, the Meng Family would provide medical treatment to this Ancient Martial Family without charging a fee.
But of course, the Meng Family did not provide extremely rare medicinal plants.
The Meng Family didn’t need money, for money was far less significant to them than a single medicinal plant.