The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 425 Jun Moyao’s fear lies in stability

"found it."

  It took a full hour and a half before Xiaoxing’s voice awakened Jun Moyao, who was immersed in the art of cooking.

  Jun Moyao could hear it, and its tone was relieved.

  Obviously, this mission just put a lot of pressure on Xiaoxing.

  With the voice of Xiaoxing, a clear location map appeared in Jun Moyao's mind at an appropriate time.

  Jun Moyao's thoughts conveyed his own arrangement: "I will save Uncle Yang, please pay attention to this place."

  "If someone is looking for me, just respond with my character, I believe you can do it."

  Xiaoxing: "Don't worry, the little one knows."

  Jun Moyao continued: "If you have any doubts, you can communicate with me at any time, and I will give you a reasonable choice in time."

  Xiaoxing: "Okay, Master, you can save Old Man Yang back quickly."

   "Otherwise, we really don't have a trustworthy person here. It's really hard to do things."

"understood."

  Jun Moyao glanced at his'self' on the smart massage chair, and then quietly disappeared into the office.

  And the "Jun Mo Yao" in the office is very professional and attentive.

  When the servant brought tea in, he didn't realize that the master in front of him was just a virtual projection.

  Jun Moyao, who was still here at the time, was very satisfied with the result, and also praised Xiaoxing a few words.

  This can ruin Xiaoxing to Mei.

  It's just that he was busy dealing with important matters arranged by the master at the time, and it was too late.

  After Jun Moyao left the Shengrui palaces, he quietly followed the map provided by Xiaoxing and went quickly.

  At the same time, he took out his private communicator and contacted Johns.

  And this communication he made was handed over to the other side by himself before Johns left.

  In order not to reveal his current location, Jun Moyao did not open the video call.

   "Lord."

  As soon as the communication bell rang, Joens’ voice came from the opposite side in a low voice, "Time is too tight, I will only find out part of it."

"Say."

  Jun Moyao urged succinctly.

  He could also guess through the voice and tone of voice coming from the other side that he was not safe by his side.

  Instead of delaying time and causing an accident, it is better to cut the mess with a knife.

   "First of all, there must be your Jun family's handwriting in it. In the news I found, I found traces of Jun Ming's worry."

  "Secondly, the Dier family is involved in this matter."

  Speaking of this, Joens paused slightly, "I just came back to find out that they put my sister under house arrest."

  "Fortunately, before I came back, I didn't alarm others, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to track down these things."

   "In addition, several families of St. Ruixing are involved."

  Jun Moyao said in a low voice after listening to him: “As far as possible, write down the list of people who participated. As for the affairs of your family, you can take care of it.”

"Yes."

  Jones respectfully agreed, "Then Lord, do you have any plans?"

  Jun Moyao: "Let them talk about it for a while."

  In the man's tone, he couldn't hear the happiness or anger, let alone the real intentions in his heart.

   "Lord, I will wait for your words."

  But from his attitude, Joens heard a kind of inexplicable passion.

  In my mind, I couldn’t help but recall that year before the Jun’s family chose the next superior successor.

  Dozens of young masters and ladies in the family are trying to express themselves.

  Show means, show IQ, show EQ, show communication...

  In short, there are all kinds of shows.

  Only Jun Moyao, the marginalized young master, was not cared about, nor did he show off his slightest ability and means in front of outsiders.

  (End of this chapter)