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Chapter 1708

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Before long, the secretary came back.

"Earl, I didn't see anyone."

"Didn't see anyone?" The unlit cigar in Murray's hand snapped instantly.

The secretary lowered his head. "Yes. I didn't even see Chief Min's assistant."

Murray sat there with a gloomy expression on his face. After a while, he threw away the cigar. "He has always been unpredictable. He doesn't even respect the royal family, so it's normal that he didn't want to see me."

If he did not want to see him, he would not want to see Carter either.

"So what are we going to do now?" The secretary glanced at Murray cautiously.

Murray stood up. He was no longer in the mood to wait for the trade fair to end. He walked out with a cold expression on his face.

The secretary hurried after him.

Before long, the two of them reached the first floor. The moment they walked out of the lobby, the chauffeur drove over.

The secretary walked over to open the car door. Murray was about to get in when his eyes inadvertently caught sight of a few people coming out of a special entrance nearby. He instinctively paused.

The young man and woman standing at the front were extremely eye-catching. They exuded an aura as cold as the peak of a snowy mountain. Even the royal family did not have such an aura.

The secretary followed the earl's line of sight. "That must be Chief Min, right?"

The secretary had never seen the Chief Min in the Weapons Bureau. Not only him, but many influential people had never seen him either.

The reason why he could guess his identity was because of Zhuo Yun, who was following behind him.

Murray nodded. "That's right."

The secretary did not dare to look at him any longer and hurriedly looked away. "Should we go over and say hello?"

Murray's eyes paused on Huo Yao. With one look, he could tell that she was the girl he had seen in the private room earlier. He contemplated before he said, "It's fine." Huo Yao's eyes paused for a moment.

Since the Chief Min did not want to see anyone, it was not appropriate for him to go over now. It would make her feel disgusted.

"Find out the girl's identity and background as soon as possible, then prepare a gift and send it over." After thinking about it, Murray ordered again.

Which girl didn't love expensive gifts?

The secretary nodded. "Okay. Got it."

"Mhm." Murray bent over and got into the car.

The secretary closed the car door and glanced into the distance. Then he opened the door to the front passenger seat and got into the car.

Soon, the car started to move.

After driving out of the building, Murray, who had his eyes closed, thought of Fan Shun again. He took out his phone and forwarded the email that Fan Shun had sent him to his secretary.

Because tonight's matter had not been settled, he was not in the mood to read the information in the email. "Also, arrange for the people that Fan Shun wants as soon as possible."

The secretary sitting in the front passenger seat heard the sound of an email coming from his phone. He looked at the rearview mirror and replied respectfully, "Okay, don't worry."

He had always trusted his secretary's ability. Murray nodded and closed his eyes again.

He was worried about how to explain to Prince Noah what had happened tonight when he returned.

**

The next day.

Huo Yao saw a few WeChat messages on her phone when she woke up.

She opened them one by one.

They all came from the same person.

Tong: [I've flipped through all the medical books. Although there isn't a clear method to restore vitality, you can try these.]

Tong: [Picture]

Tong: [Picture]

Tong: [The patient's condition is very serious. You'd better start acupuncture as soon as possible.]

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