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Chapter 18 He's the Young Commander

Ask who my son has offended?

Don't spread it everywhere!

Mu Wanhao was stunned. After all, he was a hero who dominated the shopping mall and had seen many strong storms.

However, this time it was very unusual.

The president of Dafeng Bank called him in the middle of the night and did not lend him to Mu's company and also wanted to recover the funds he had made. This was a catastrophe for Mu Wanhao.

Who did this little bastard offend?

When Mu Wanhao received the call from the hospital, he hurried to the hospital. As for what happened to Mu Shaoqian, he didn't know much about it.

I only know that in an international hotel, I was ruined.

"Woooo... Marriott, you must avenge my son, otherwise I will not live anymore!"

Zhang Wencui next to him was still crying with tears and snot.

"Cry and cry...you know how to cry!"

Suddenly, Mu Wanhao shouted: "Avenge, revenge, what kind of revenge? If this matter is not handled well, don't say that you don't live anymore, I can't live anymore!"

Mu's company was a lifelong effort by Mu Wanhao, and bankruptcy was equivalent to killing him.

Zhang Wencui shuddered suddenly after this scolding.

"Wang Hao, why are you mad at me? Your son is still unconscious now. Shouldn't you take revenge?

Zhang Wencui shouted, Mu Shaoqian was the flesh in her heart. She had never touched a finger since she was a child.

But now...

"Hmph, I'm ruined, why don't I be beaten to death? I don't have to worry about it!"

"Mu Wanhao, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean, do you know what your son did?"

Mu Wanhao said to Zhang Wencui: "Now Dafeng Bank has refused to make a loan. All this is because of your precious son, Mu's Enterprise, just wait for bankruptcy!"

Mu Wanhao regrets that iron cannot be made of steel.

"Marriott, what did you say?"

Zhang Wencui was stunned. Dafeng Bank did not take out loans, and the Muslim company would be removed from Su Hai in the future.

"What did I say? You will know when your son wakes up!" Mu Wanhao looked fierce.

Zhang Wencui: "..."

"Ahem!"

Mu Shaoqian, who was lying on the hospital bed, coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes. He was guilty and did not dare to speak.

"You bastard, you still know how to wake up!"

Mu Wanhao didn't give him a good look, and Mu Shaoqian felt wronged.

"Dad...I..." Mu Shaoqian hesitated.

After all, the legendary young coach offended in an international hotel. Mu Shaoqian himself knew very well how much energy was.

"Tell me the truth, who did you offend at an international hotel?"

Mu Wanhao scolded him and said he had no feelings for Mu Shaoqian's injury. After all, this was related to the entire Mu family enterprise.

"Marriott, your son just woke up, you can't..."

"Stop your mouth!"

Mu Wanhao interrupted Zhang Wencui and said, "A kind mother often defeats her son. Only with a mother like you can raise this prodigal son!"

Mu Wanhao was so angry that he came.

On weekdays, Mu Shaoqian is at least not hurting the root of his fortune. Now he wants the entire Mu company to pay for him. Can Mu Wanhao bear it?

"Yes...it's the young coach!"

Mu Shaoqian stammered and spit out a few words.

Young marshal?

"What did you say, is the young coach?"

Mu Wanhao sat on the ground with a blue face and his body trembling.

Looking at the land of China, there is only one person who is called the Young Marshal.

Mu Wanhao knew the weight of the word "Young Marshal".
Chapter completed!
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