"Miss, Miss,"

Chen Jing opened her eyes and fell asleep, why did she feel sleepy when she got on the bus?

The driver sat there in a dark place, "Miss, here"

Wen Chen saw through the car window, and the luxurious door of Xinyuan Winery was suddenly reflected in his eyes.

"How much?"

"Fifty"

Chen Jing handed out the money, and the white gloves were really eye-catching in this common black.

Chen Jing got out of the car, covered the sun slightly, and then ran to the shade. The weather was getting hotter and hotter now. She ran to the door, but didn't know where to go. Mu Yun just asked her to go to Xinyuan Winery, but Xinyuan Winery was so big, where was her destination?

The guard opened the door and let Chen Jing enter. Chen Jing walked to the front desk.

"Hello, I'll find General Manager Qingyun Muyun"

"Miss, do you have an appointment?"

"No, it's just that your general manager asked me to come. My surname is Chen."

"Okay, please wait." The front desk staff called.

"This is the front desk, and a lady named Chen is looking for you. OK," the front desk staff hung up.

"Turn left on the fourth floor"

"Okay, thank you." Chen Jing walked towards the elevator.

Standing on the luxurious carpet on the fourth floor, Chen Jing took a deep breath and always had to muster up great courage for Mu Yun. Why did she need courage? She didn't know. Since she saw his hateful face and had no good impression of him, Chen Jing needed courage to face Mu Yun.

Chen Jing walked forward and knocked on the door. But no one answered her. Chen Jing opened the door and entered.

Mu Yun was still lying in the soft chair. Chen Jing walked to his desk, but saw his brows frowning, looking entangled and painful. What should I call him? Since he is the boss, then that's it.

"General Manager?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

But Mu Yun hummed out, and he should feel very uncomfortable.

"Is it a headache?" Chen Jing asked,

Mu Yun held his forehead with his hands.

Chen Jing looked at him like this and suddenly had no choice but to take out a small bottle from her bag, approach Mu Yun, and said to him,

"Touch your hand out,"

Mu Yun didn't move, except frowning, Chen Jing had no choice but to pour the liquid into her palm, dip some liquid on her fingertips and apply it to Mu Yun's temple.

Mu Yun only felt the coolness of the liquid suppressing the pain and irritability, and a faint fragrance floated over.

"Is this Perrin?" Mu Yun asked with his eyes closed.

Chen Jing was stunned. Mu Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and Chen Jing leaned toward him halfway. Her cold face looked like the fog floating in winter, only the suddenly opened willow leaves eyes were extremely bright at this moment, as if she was about to suck someone in.

Ahem, Chen Jing stood up straight.

"How did you know?" Chen Jing slightly distanced.

How could Mu Yun not know? He still remembers that she had a small sachet of Perlan leaves, which would hang around her neck in summer. Aunt Lan said that Perlan is a top-notch medicine herb with a top-notch function. In ancient times, people would put this herb in a pillow, which can protect the skin and calm the mind and relieve heat.

"It's just something that's common when I was a child." Mu Yun said lightly.

Chen Jing was suspicious that such a young master had seen such things.

"Come here," Mu Yun waved, "Please massage for me."

What the hell? Are he used to using people?

"Master, I'm just a personal assistant. I'm not yet at the point of pounding your legs and squeezing your back?" Chen Jing said sarcastically.

Mu Yun lay on the chair, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Jing looked like he was carved in a recliner, which was too unreal.

Mu Yun suddenly stood up, walked up and pushed Chen Jing to the corner of the table. Chen Jing put her waist on the table. Mu Yun supported one hand on the table behind her, and wrapped her under her body with a condescending force of horns.

Chen Jing was startled by this sudden scene and subconsciously wanted to push away Mu Yun's physical oppression. But Mu Yun lowered his head and got closer to her. Chen Jing's body naturally leaned back, but Mu Yun put his other hand around her waist and made her lean towards him.

"Why, you reject me?" Mu Yun's tall nose was getting closer and closer to Chen Jing's face.

At this moment, Chen Jing's mind was blank. Mu Yun looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him, with a confused look on his eyes. Could it be that she only disgusted with herself?

Mu Yun let her go all of a sudden, and Chen Jing's waist hit the table hard.

I can't tell you the pain, but Chen Jing's tears were knocked out.

Mu Yun sat on the chair normally, pointed to his temple, and looked at her with a provocative look.

Madman, Chen Jing cursed in her heart. She walked over reluctantly and massaged the temples with her fingertips again. She really wanted to use her fingers to tuck his brain out to see what it was made of. Chen Jing looked at his thick head, her eyes gradually shifted, but she saw brown scars on the vaguely exposed scalp.

Mu Yun felt the headache gradually fading away, and his finger felt soft, reminiscent of cotton candy.

"You have to go to a cocktail party tonight."

Am I not a secret personal assistant? Chen Jing thought.

Mu Yun stretched out his long hand and took out the things in the drawer.

"You have to write down all the information about everyone above."

Mu Yun held Chen Jing's hand and signaled her to stop. Chen Jing took her hand away. She walked to Mu Yun and picked up the things on the table.

"This is all shareholder information of Weiming Winery. You will see these people tonight."

"But what am I going to do?" Chen Jing was puzzled.

"You just need to see."

"look?"

"And" Mu Yun handed Chen Jing another stack of information, Chen Jing flipped through it,

"This is……"

Mu Yun nodded.

"You want to show them these things in my name. You should know what to do, right?"

Chen Jing nodded, meaning it was a threat, but why did she want an irrelevant woman to go there?

"I'm the only one?" Chen Jing didn't believe it.

"No, of course I'm going to go too."

"Oh," Chen Jing nodded, "Then can I leave now?"

"Can."

"Is it really okay?" Chen Jing asked again without believing it.

"It's OK if you want to stay for me to massage,"

"Forget it." Chen Jing quickly put the things in her bag and walked out.

When I opened the door, I saw Mu Qing with a shocked look on his face.

"Hi" Chen Jing greeted her embarrassedly, probably not paying attention to her, so she walked away without seeing Mu Qing's reaction.

Mu Qing was wondering why this woman walked out of her brother's office, and he pushed open the door of Mu Yun's office.

"You're here," Mu Yun said to him.

"I've found a new therapist for you this time, and you have to go there for me."

Mu Qing frowned in disgust.

"What's your expression? Whether you want it or not, you will give it to me. This is her business card." Mu Yun approached Mu Qing and put the business card in his hand.

"You are not yours alone." Mu Yun stared at his younger brother's clear eyes, "There is no need to escape." He stared at Mu Qing for a few seconds and then moved away. Mu Qing walked out with steady steps, leaving Mu Qing alone standing there.

Mu Qing tightened the business card in his hand, then kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket. If everyone just wanted to be like his brother, then he would never want to. As long as he thought of himself speaking in front of a group of people, Mu Qing couldn't help but feel nervous, couldn't help but dizzy, and couldn't help thinking about the flashing spotlights, the faces that tightly crushed him, those lips that kept turning. Mu Qingqing would be short of breath and chest tightly. If he had to face such an environment, he would rather not speak for the rest of his life, and he would make others laugh at him as soon as he spoke, "God of Young Master Qingyun, the pride of heaven, is like this, God is really fair."... Such words will always be thrust into his ears when he spoke, and he would rather be well for the rest of his life.

Anyway, if you can't get what you want, then what else do you want? Just be safe for a lifetime.

Mu Qing stood there, looking at the gorgeous sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling window. It was not because he had no worries about food and clothing. The meticulous confusion climbed into his heart. He would rather be an ordinary person so that he would not bear too much gaze and expectation. Mu Qing turned around, and his tall figure was reflected on the glass of the office, a lonely and noble prince.

Chen Jing walked out of Xinyuan Winery and found a mobile phone business hall. She paid 500 yuan for phone bills. For these trivial matters, she always likes to be happy at one time and saves trouble in the future.

I called my apartment's landline number and waited for dozens of seconds before someone picked it up.

"Hey, Kaifeng, it's me." Chen Jing said.

"Know" Xin Kaifeng said in detail.

"Have you eaten?" Chen Jing asked.

Xin Kaifeng looked at the clock on the wall, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"I've eaten it long ago," she replied.

"I have something to do tonight. I may have to go back later. You can wait for me at home, okay?"
To be continued...