I bought a mobile phone, left the mobile phone store, sat in my car, and started to wonder what reason to give it to her.
Lu Xiaocheng was doing things absentmindedly, and she couldn't figure it out. Mo Shaozun had long known that Brother Mu had given her the phone, but who told him? Brother Mu said he wouldn't tell him.
Yes, it's definitely not him. Who is it? While Lu Xiaocheng was confused, an old, cold and arrogant face appeared in his mind. Could it be Aunt Yu?
"Lu Xiaocheng, I asked you to clean the table, why are you cleaning the wall?" Aunt Yu's cold roar sounded behind Lu Xiaocheng, and she almost dropped the rag in her hand to the ground in fright.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lu Xiaocheng looked at the wall and nodded fiercely to apologize, like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head and trembling.
"What else can you say besides saying sorry? Don't think that every time you say sorry, you can pretend that nothing happened." Aunt Yu was aggressive, hitting her forehead hard while mocking her in a cold tone.
Lu Xiaocheng bit her lower lip and silently suffered her unreasonableness. When she heard her words, she felt very uncomfortable. She didn't want to say sorry to her, but she was under the eaves and her family was in Mo Shaozun's hands. Aunt Yu
She is his person, how dare she offend him.
Mushi Group.
Mu Zihao returned to the company after a long journey. When he arrived at the office, he saw a man in his late forties sitting on an office chair with a dark face.
"Are you willing to come back?" The man growled with an extremely cold voice, his eyes were full of anger, and veins appeared on his forehead, seeming to be suppressing the extreme fire in his heart.
"Uncle, you are already talking nonsense, how dare I not come back." Mu Zihao said nonchalantly, looking like a careless ruffian.
"Don't pretend to be stupid with me, tell me, what are you doing?" The man erupted and slammed the table. His voice was loud and angry, and you could feel how angry he was.
"Didn't go anywhere." Mu Zihao said calmly, as if he had been used to it for a long time and was not frightened by the way he slapped the table and roared.
"Nowhere, no where would you leave such an important meeting." The man was so angry that his chest was heaving, and he roared in a furious voice.
"I do." Mu Zihao handsomely blew the bangs on his forehead and said cynically.
"You, you want to piss me off, don't you?" The man was so angry that he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Zihao tremblingly, his face turning red.
"How can I be so capable that I can piss you off to death? You think so highly of me." Mu Zihao smiled evilly and said in an arrogant tone.
The man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but there was nothing he could do to his only son. He, Mu Dongru, was the founder and chairman of the Mu Group, and he was Mu Zihao's biological father. He could defeat everyone in the mall.
The enemy can't do anything to his own son. Only he can make him furious with anger.
"Dad, if nothing happens, I'll go home first." Mu Zihao touched his nose and interrupted Mu Dongru's thoughts. He wanted to leave the company quickly.
"Stop, you must give an explanation to the directors." Mu Dongru angrily stopped him from leaving, and gave the order with a majestic look and a strong spirit.
Mu Zihao suddenly turned around dejectedly and complained helplessly, "Oh, Dad, wouldn't it be enough if I had you?"
"Bastard, you are the one who caused this. You must explain it yourself. Don't always expect me to clean up your mess every time." Mu Dongru scolded, his voice thunderous, as if he wanted to bring down the whole building.
willingly.
"Okay, I'll go, but if I say the wrong thing and cause you to lose face and the company to lose its image, then you can't blame me." Mu Zihao shrugged indifferently, showing a scoundrel look, and said
The words make people even more angry.
"You...you..." Mu Dongru held his forehead with a headache, his whole body was shaking with anger, but there was nothing he could do.
Mu Zihao showed a victorious smile and left the office arrogantly. There was always a sense of pride in the corner of his mouth. He knew that his father's machismo complex could not bear the embarrassment, and the company was his lifelong effort, let alone ruining the company's image.
That's why he grasped these two points and dared to refute and be arrogant.
After Mu Zihao came out of the company, he did not go home directly. Instead, he asked Jun Ziyi to go to his old place, Qingqing Nightclub, to drink and soothe his worries.
"I was trained by your father again." Jun Ziyi's surprised voice sounded in the luxurious VIP room.
Mu Zihao loosened his tie, and then drank a glass of wine with an irritable expression.
Every time he quarreled with his father, he would behave indifferently in front of him, but when he left, he would feel very irritable. After every quarrel, he would invite his friends out for a few drinks, and the quarrel between him and his father had already become a problem.
A common meal.
"He is your father, just let him go and don't make him angry all the time." Jun Ziyi tasted the aroma of the wine carefully, and then his tone was indifferent, but with caring persuasion.
However, his words aroused extreme dissatisfaction from Mu Zihao, who couldn't help shouting impulsively, "Let him, why don't you see him? Let me, you know, I don't like taking over his company, but he forced me to take over."
His company, knowing that I have no experience, still wants me to manage such a big company." Mu Zihao said angrily, unable to control the flames that were about to burst out. He pursues freedom and likes freedom. He doesn't like to stay in the company.
, doing the same thing every day would make him feel suffocated, out of breath, and constrained. But he is the only son of the Mu family. Does he want to watch his father's hard work drain away?
"You are worthy of being father and son. You obviously care about each other very much, but you are stubborn and refuse to bow your head." Jun Ziyi shook his head helplessly and said in a teasing tone.
"Nervous, who cares about him anymore?" Mu Zihao said in a nonchalant tone as he glared at him angrily.
"By the way, why didn't you ask Shao Zun out?" Jun Ziyi took a sip of wine, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said in a puzzled tone.
A trace of trepidation flashed across Mu Zihao's face, and he said in a helpless and angry tone, "He's been acting weird lately, and he's very angry. I don't want to provoke him."
"What's going on?" Jun Ziyi frowned and asked in confusion, eager to know what was going on!
Mu Zihao told him everything about the strange things that happened recently, and the more he spoke, the anger on his face undoubtedly showed.
"I don't understand why he doesn't allow his servants to use mobile phones." After the report, Mu Zihao breathed out anger from his nostrils and cursed in a high-pitched voice.
"I don't understand why you gave his mobile phone to his maid." Jun Ziyi said something shocking, his eyes sparkling.
Hearing his words, a suspicious blush suddenly appeared on Mu Zihao's face, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably. What should he say? He didn't know why!!
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