885. Chapter 885 Just by looking at his face, you can tell that he is the president
Mu Wanqing immediately smiled so much that her eyes curved into beautiful crescent shapes. She said with some pride and satisfaction: "Oh, who gave birth to such an obedient, handsome and elegant little boy?! How can he be so considerate and warm-hearted?
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"Of course it was my beautiful, gentle and virtuous mother Mu Wanqing who gave birth to her." Yang Mu'an raised her head slightly and said in a milky voice, "Mom, it's all your fault."
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she immediately became elated.
Her son is so good at talking.
So he whispered: "An'an, you are the smartest handsome boy I have ever seen."
Yang Muan replied: "Mom, you are the most perfect woman I have ever seen."
Mu Wanqing said: "An'an, you are the most handsome little boy I have ever seen."
Yang Mu'an replied: "Mom, you are the most mature woman I have ever seen who is the best match for my uncle..."
Mu Wanqing said: "An An, I have seen you before..."
Yang Muan replied: "Mom, I've seen you before..."
The mother and son arrive at the company just like this: you praise me, I praise you, and the courtesy is reciprocated.
As soon as the car stabilized, the driver politely turned around and reminded in a low voice: "Miss Mu, Young Master An An, MB is here."
Mu Wanqing lowered her head and kissed Yang Muan's delicate face, then pulled him out of the car.
When walking to the company, she did not forget to go around to the passenger window and said to the driver: "Thank you for sending us to the company."
When the driver heard this, how could he bear it?!
Yang Mufan is stored in Xishangyuan. In addition to self-driving limited edition sports cars, all commercial vehicles and high-end luxury cars are equipped with drivers with more than 20 years of driving experience and extraordinary skills.
Although, being able to work as a driver for Yang Mufan, the salary is naturally nothing to say: high!!!
However, with many people, competition is also high.
In addition to the basic salary, drivers can be reimbursed for a trip, gas, parking fees, tolls and other expenses, and they can also receive commissions.
He was already very grateful that Mu Wanqing could ask him to drive by name.
Now I actually say thank you to him...
The driver immediately lowered the window to the bottom, and then said with a face that he could not bear: "Miss Mu, you are serious. It is my honor to send you and the young master to the company. First, it is my honor. Second, it is my honor."
If you thank me for doing my job, aren't you trying to disgrace me?!"
Mu Wanqing smiled, said thank you again, then carried the heavy lunch box in one hand and led her son in the other.
At noon, the bright and warm sunshine shines down and covers people's bodies. It is light and warm, making people feel very comfortable...
Today, Yang Mu'an is wearing a handsome little suit and small leather shoes that are only a dozen centimeters in size. Not to mention how handsome and stylish he is.
That small aura was so intimidating that everyone looked at him sideways.
At this time, it happened to be the peak time for getting off work at noon.
When Mu Wanqing appeared in the lobby on the first floor, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at them.
Perhaps he was frightened by Yang Muan's face, which looked exactly the same as Yang Mufan.
While they were stunned and stiff, they bumped into each other "dong dong dong" one by one.
When Mu Wanqing led Yang Muan inside, she was stopped by the bodyguard: "I'm sorry, you must not be an employee of the company. Outsiders are not allowed to enter here casually."
Mu Wanqing raised the lunch box in her hand: "I'm here to deliver lunch to the president."
The bodyguard said: "Then please show me your VIP access card."
Send a lunch box to Yang Mufan, and Mrs. De can enter every time she swipes the card.
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she was immediately stunned. She was so excited that she forgot to take the card.
She was silent for a while, and then said: "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring my card. I'm really here to deliver lunch to the president. If you don't believe it, you can take a look at this lunch box. It's exactly the same as the one Mrs. De brings every day.
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Seeing the indifference and indifference on the bodyguard's face, she raised her son's face and whispered: "If you don't believe the lunch box, you can look at my son. You can tell just by looking at his face.
He must be the president’s son.”
The bodyguard's eyes circled around Yang Mu'an's face, and then he smiled and said, "She does look like the president."
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she thought he was going to let them in.
So she smiled and said thank you, and at the same time she praised her son in her heart: Damn, he looks so awesome. This face is better than any other pass.
Unexpectedly, she was not allowed to lead Yang Mu'an to take a step inside. The bodyguard's smile faded and he said coldly again: "That's not possible. The president said that even the emperor cannot enter the company without a pass. This is related to the company's top secrets.
, please don’t embarrass us or affect our work..."
After Yang Mufan signed the contract with the top executive of the "South China" Group and sent him downstairs, as he was about to reach the door of the company, he saw at a glance: she was wearing an ankle-length white skirt and a Korean-style black women's top.
Mu Wanqing, who was wearing a casual suit, was holding her son, who was also wearing a black series of clothes, standing outside the glass door, holding his lunch box, and smacking his mouth, as if he was annoyed by someone.
And his son, like her, had his mouth turned up and a look of resentment on his face.
Yang Mufan frowned secretly, his displeasure was obvious in his deep eyes.
Mu Wanqing and Yang Mu'an felt a super strong aura that no one could ignore. It was like a tsunami, mighty and powerful, and the waves were stronger than the previous ones.
The mother and son turned their heads in unison, and then the moment they saw Yang Mufan, they acted in unison again: their eyes shot out with an unusually bright light.
Yang Mufan only lost his mind and wandered for a short time, and then returned to his usual calmness.
After sending the chairman of the "South China" Group to the door, he motioned to Zhuo Qingcheng, who was following behind, to go to the garage to get the car out, and then chatted casually with the chairman of the South China Group.
In less than three minutes, the super luxurious Link extended car slowly stopped at the door.
The chairman of South China Group stretched out his hand towards Yang Mufan and said apologetically: "Mr. Yang, I am really pressed for time today and cannot celebrate the successful signing of our two companies with you. In a few days, when I finish my work
I must come forward and apologize for the matter."
Yang Mufan stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "President Hua, you are so polite. We are always waiting for your kind invitation."
"I wish our two groups a happy cooperation."
“A pleasure to work with.”
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After watching the stretched luxury car drive away, Yang Mufan turned around and planned to walk inside.
However, as soon as he turned around, he saw at a glance: Mu Wanqing and her son, their expressions were once again surprisingly consistent, and they were squinting at him coldly with expressions of extreme contempt.
It seemed that he was complaining that he ignored them.
As soon as Yang Mufan saw this expression, he couldn't help it: he was furious.
He gave Mu Wanqing a hard look, and Mu Wanqing immediately shrank her neck in fear.
Yang Mufan endured it for a while, then waved to Yang Muan: "An'an, come here, daddy hugs you."
Young Master An An was very reluctant and turned his cool little face to the side, wanting not to give Yang Mufan face.
But his unambitious mother pushed him out.
Yang Mufan squatted down slightly, picked up his son, and then walked in while asking in a low voice: "Why are you standing at the door and not coming in?!"
When Yang Muan heard this, he felt extremely aggrieved.
I originally wanted to tell the truth, but...no matter how I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.
If uncle finds out that mom forgot to bring her card, will mom be scolded again?!
So, his big dark eyes turned around and around, looking at the culprit who prevented them from entering the company - the bodyguard, and grinned and said: "It's him, he didn't allow my mother and I to go in."
When the bodyguard heard this, he was so frightened that he almost knelt down and cried out. He is innocent, okay?! He was just doing his duty. It was obviously Mu Wanqing who forgot to bring her card.
But Yang Mufan obviously wasn't paying attention to this matter.
Feeling that no one was following behind him, Yang Mufan turned his head and yelled at Mu Wanqing with bared teeth: "Mu Wanqing, what are you doing there stupidly?! Enjoying the scenery?! Why don't you give it to me... Get out, come in
Mu Wanqing was pouting, looking aggrieved as she helped Yang Mufan put the dishes.
Yang Mufan was sitting on the sofa nearby, holding his son in his arms, asking about the past few days.
He asked: "Did you have a good meal?! Did you sleep at night and kick the quilt off?!"
Yang Mu'an nodded fiercely: "I eat several large bowls of rice every day, and... I definitely don't kick the quilt."
Yang Mufan asked in disbelief: "There are several big bowls of rice, how many big bowls are they?! Also, are you sure you didn't take the smallest bowl?!"
Facing his uncle's distrust, the young master became a little unhappy. He raised his lips and said to Mu Wanqing: "If you don't believe me, ask mom. Mom, has An An eaten a lot of food recently?! Tell uncle,
Uncle thinks An An is lying!!!!! Tell him quickly, An An didn’t lie!!!”
Mu Wanqing raised her head slightly, glanced at her son, and then said honestly: "It's a really big bowl."
Yang Mu An was just about to win, but Mu Wanqing stabbed him: "But each bowl only has a few mouthfuls of rice..."
"..." When Yang Mu'an heard his mother expose his shortcomings like this, he immediately became fierce, and he also stabbed Mu Wanqing with a knife, "That's because the rice cooked by mother is getting more and more unpalatable."
When Mu Wanqing heard this, her face turned green with anger. She really wanted to take off her little leather shoes now and slap her hard. Half an hour ago, she was holding her neck and kept shouting, "Mom."
, you are the best mother in the world, An An loves you the most" on the little kid's face. Damn it. How dare you: dislike the rice she cooked, it's not delicious?!╰_╯
Ps: 3000 words. Updated today.
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