At one o'clock the next afternoon, Mo Yurou wore a dress and got down from the upper floor. Xiao Zichen was sitting in the living room reading newspapers. Hearing footsteps, he looked at the stairs, then looked at the time and asked.

"What time have you made an appointment?"

"At two o'clock, it's almost the same to drive here, and you'll be waiting for me in the company later."

Mo Yurou was afraid that Xiao Zichen would follow him, so she reminded him that Xiao Zichen could only nodded in accepting his fate, and then the two of them went out.

At about one or fifty years old, Xiao Zichen's car parked on the side of the road at the entrance of the cafe. From the car, you could see the familiar person in the cafe.

Mo Yurou picked up her bag and was about to open the door, Xiao Zichen grabbed her again.

"How about I go there with you, I won't bother you, I'll wait for you."

"Okay, husband, what are you worried about? Go to the company. By the way, Ming Haozhe seems to have some things about tourist cities, so you can have an interview."

After saying that, Mo Yurou had already pushed the door open and walked down.

Looking at Mo Yurou's back, Xiao Zichen looked in the direction of the cafe again.

At this time, Zhuang Junze, who had been waiting for Mo Yurou in the cafe, had already seen her and stood up.

For some reason, Xiao Zichen opened the door and got out of the car. Standing in front of the car, he looked at the table beside the window. Zhuang Junze seemed to have seen Xiao Zichen, and nodded to Xiao Zichen through the glass.

At this time, Mo Yurou had already walked into the cafe. Zhuang Junze helped Mo Yurou pull the chair very gentlemanly. After Mo Yurou sat down, she returned to her seat.

Xiao Zichen stood on the side of the road for four or five minutes, and saw that Zhuang Junze was not very strange, so he drove away.

In the cafe, as soon as Mo Yurou sat down, Zhuang Junze called the waiter over.

"What to drink?"

Mo Yurou didn't look at the menu, so she ordered a cup of dessert and ordered another dessert, so she pushed the menu in front of Zhuang Junze.

"What do you want to drink."

Zhuang Junze also didn't look at the menu and said to the waiter.

"A cup of American style, and another fruit plate, thank you."

Afterwards, the waiter left the dining table.

"It seems that you and Mr. Xiao have a good relationship. He actually sent you here in person."

After hearing this, Mo Yurou subconsciously looked at the side of the road, and happened to see Xiao Zichen driving away, then nodded and said.

"He happened to go to Ming Haozhe to talk about some tourist city affairs, just by way of going. Is there anything wrong with you asking me out today?"

To be honest, if there was no plagiarism incident, Mo Yurou would still regard Zhuang Junze as her friend, but now, facing Zhuang Junze, Mo Yurou has some estrangement in her heart.

Mo Yurou's expression was a little cold. Although she rarely smiled on weekdays, Zhuang Junze could still feel Mo Yurou's alienation.

Zhuang Junze smiled faintly and said jokingly.

"Why, old classmate, can't you make an appointment for a cup of coffee if you're fine? We're also friends for many years."

After Zhuang Junze said this, Mo Yurou also smiled slightly, but her smile was three points colder than Zhuang Junze's just now.

"Are we really friends? Since we are friends, why do you SF Group still do such a thing?"

Mo Yurou was very cold when she said these words, with a cold expression and sharp eyes, just like the cold-faced Rakshasa on the negotiating table.

After hearing this, Zhuang Junze sighed heavily and was about to speak, the waiter came over with the coffee and desserts they ordered. Zhuang Junze could only keep quiet.

"Two, please use it slowly."

After the waiter put down his stuff, he quickly left.

Zhuang Junze looked at the steaming coffee in front of him, frowned slightly, picked up the cup, took a sip, and then opened his mouth.

"If I only knew about this on the day of the bidding meeting, would you believe it?"

When Mo Yurou heard this, she smiled coldly. Zhuang Junze is the general manager of SF Group and the future heir of SF Group. How could he not know these things?

If it is just a small project worth hundreds of millions of yuan, it is reasonable for him, the general manager to be unsure, but the project in this tourist city is not a small amount. It is the highest-level project in which group it is, how could Zhuang Junze not know?

"Zhuang Junze, do you think I will believe it?"

Mo Yurou did not answer the question positively, but threw the question to Zhuang Junze.

When Zhuang Junze heard this, he smiled bitterly, then sighed softly, and said quietly.

"You all think that I am the future heir of the SF Group and must be in control of everything, but only I know that I am just a puppet."

After Zhuang Junze finished speaking, he lowered his head with a dull expression, holding the spoon in his hand and stirring the cup of coffee in front of him with some annoyance.

When Mo Yurou heard this, she frowned slightly and looked at Zhuang Junze in surprise, with a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

Mo Yurou remembers that SF Group is a company controlled by the dealer, and Zhuang Junze, as the eldest son of the dealer, is the only person who interferes in family affairs. How could the outside world say such a thing?

Seeing that Mo Yurou didn't speak, Zhuang Junze raised his head, saw Mo Yurou's face full of surprise, smiled faintly, and then leaned against the chair, looking very exhausted.

"Isn't it a surprise?"

When Mo Yurou saw the self-deprecating expression on Zhuang Junze's face, she realized that he was not joking, so she asked.

"What the hell is going on? Haven't you been responsible for the operation of the SF Group over the years?"

"Yes, I thought I had done so much, and my father would hand over the group to me, but what I didn't expect was that all I did was just helping others with work."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Junze paused for a moment, sat up straight again, took a sip of coffee, then took out his cell phone, found a photo and placed it in front of Mo Yurou, and continued.

"Do you know why we can have our own private oil fields abroad? Outsiders think that our banker is rich and has a good relationship with the leaders of the emirates. I used to think so naively. I didn't know everything until after that bidding meeting ended."

Mo Yurou heard it in confusion, but looking at Zhuang Junze's solemn and lost expression, it seemed that this incident was far beyond their imagination.

"Have you ever heard of a man named Faisal Ibn?"

Mo Yurou nodded when she heard this.

"The oil tycoon of Country S has more than 50% of the oil fields in Country S., and this person is related to him."

Feschel Ibn is one of the most famous wealthy people in the world. The oil king of S country, and the company is named after his surname. Ibn Oil Group has strong assets and is rich enough to rival a country.

Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen, the most wealthy man in Luocheng, can only be considered a drop in the bucket in front of this person, but this person should be in his eighties, and the person in the photo on Zhuang Junze's mobile phone looks at most thirty-five or six years old.

"This is his grandson, Rahman Ibn, and he also has a Chinese name, Zhuang Junhe."

When Mo Yurou heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she looked up at Zhuang Junze.

Zhuang Junze smiled bitterly at this time and sighed.

"You guessed it right, my half-brother, I didn't expect my father to hide so deeply. No wonder my father has been doing business in S country for so many years, but never thought of taking me and my mother over. It was not until my mother passed away and I happened to go to college there, so he let me live with him."

After hearing what Zhuang Junze said, Mo Yurou felt that she had eaten a huge melon. She knew that Zhuang Junze had two younger brothers under him, but haven’t these two younger brothers been living in S country?

"Your two younger brothers?"

Mo Yurou asked curiously.

Seeing Mo Yurou ask this, Zhuang Junze was stunned for a moment, then said with a self-deprecating look on his face.

"My two younger brothers were born to my father's wife. Our family has always kept this very well. Outsiders think that the two younger brothers and I are the same mother, but only I know that they are just two wild species left by my father's greed for women, so these two people have not been valued over the years."

"So, now that guy named Rahman is going to compete with you for the Sford Group."

Hearing this, Mo Yurou seemed to be able to guess what Zhuang Junze was facing, but Zhuang Junze shook his head and said.

"What is the competition? From the beginning to the end, SFU Group is not our dealer. I only now know that Ibn Group is the largest shareholder of SFU Group, and my father only owns 15% of SFU Group's shares."

After hearing this, there was a question that Mo Yurou felt very puzzled.

"But what does these things have to do with plagiarism in tourism projects?"
Chapter completed!