Chapter 1633 Ask someone from the Song family for an explanation
Mr. Mu frowned and said worriedly: "This nutritional injection is not as nutritious as food. The porridge should be drunk while it is hot."
Nian Mu was asleep now. Mu Shaoling couldn't bear to wake her up. He glanced at the thermos bottle placed on the coffee table and reminded the old man that the porridge he brought would not cool down so easily, "The porridge is in the thermos bottle."
Mr. Mu cleared his throat. He was so concerned about Nian Mu that he forgot that the cook specially used a thermos to hold porridge, which could keep it warm for six or seven hours.
After a while, Dong Zijun sent the printed documents to Nian Mu's ward and respectfully handed them into the old man's hands.
Mr. Mu took it and looked at the information they had investigated before. Sure enough, Song Beiye opened a company outside, raised a lot of funds, and listed it in the United States.
"Good guy, I thought he was a dandy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, but I didn't expect him to have such great ambitions. It's a pity that his hands and feet are not clean. No matter how ambitious he is, it's all in vain. Is there any evidence? Give it to me, I'll look for it.
The people of the Song family are asking for an explanation. This insidious boy will not even think about escaping this time." Mr. Mu said angrily.
It was okay for Song Beiye to open a company and plan to rob the Song family's business. After all, it was a family matter, but now he was using such despicable means to rob T Group's projects. He couldn't bear it.
Mu Shaoling gave Dong Zijun a look.
Dong Zijun immediately picked up his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and sent a video to the old man, "Mr. Mu, this is the surveillance in the car before, and it just happened to capture the boss rescuing Professor Nian."
Mr. Mu's cell phone soon buzzed and he saw the video sent by Dong Zijun. It was not so much a photo of Mu Shaoling saving Nian Mu, but a photo of him holding Nian Mu and leaving the villa.
Seeing him protecting her tightly in his arms, Mr. Mu nodded with satisfaction. With these evidences, there was no reason for the Song family to want to protect Song Beiye.
How could it be so easy to break the rules set by their older generation!
Even Mu Shaoling didn't dare to violate those rules at will, but Song Beiye actually dared!
Seeing that Nian Mu hadn't woken up yet, Mr. Mu reminded Mu Shaoling: "When Xiao Nian wakes up later, you can tell her that I have been here and ask her to take good care of her body and not think so much about the grievances she has suffered.
I will naturally help her get it back."
Mu Shaoling nodded and glanced at Nian Mu on the bed.
Mr. Mu was willing to stand up for Nian Mu, which he did not expect.
Mu Shaoling looked at Nian Mu and remembered that the Mu family quickly accepted Ruan Bai. She always had a magical power that made people quickly accept her and like her.
She is such a beautiful person, yet she suffered this.
Mu Shaoling's eyes were deep, and he stepped forward to tuck the quilt for Nian Mu.
Dong Zijun watched Mr. Mu angrily leave the ward with the evidence, and then glanced at his boss, who was taking care of Nian Mu with tenderness and pity. He opened his lips, but he didn't know whether to break this somewhat inexplicable situation.
Atmosphere.
"Go back to work." Mu Shaoling's words relieved him of the embarrassment at the moment.
"Yes." Dong Zijun responded, turned around and left the ward and returned to T Group to work.
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After Mr. Mu left the hospital, he asked Uncle Zhang to drive to Song's house.
He didn't call to inform him in advance, so when the Song family's housekeeper informed Mr. Song, the old man was obviously shocked.
"Why is he here? You didn't tell him in advance?" Mr. Song stood up, because the two families have maintained a long-term friendly and cooperative relationship, and they have been friends for many years. They usually meet up to drink tea and play chess when they have nothing to do.
However, they are all businessmen and usually make appointments in advance when doing these things. A sudden visit like this is rare.
"I don't know. I see that Mr. Mu's face is not very good. It seems that something has happened. I may need to discuss it with you." The butler gave him a warning in advance.
Mr. Song didn't pay too much attention, thinking that his bad mood was probably due to the Mu family's troubles, and those things wouldn't bother him.
"Okay, you go make tea. Remember to make the Dahongpao I just bought yesterday. He said last time that my tea didn't taste good. It's time to shut his mouth." Mr. Song rubbed his palms and couldn't wait.
I want to show off the tea I bought.
"Yes." The butler responded.
Mr. Song added: "By the way, take out the antique chessboard I collected last week. I want to fight him for three hundred rounds."
"Yes." The butler followed his instructions and walked into the kitchen, intending to make tea for them first.
Mr. Mu walked in with a cane, looked at Mr. Song, and sat on the sofa angrily.
When Mr. Song saw him blowing his beard and staring, he said "tsk tsk" twice and said jokingly: "Why do you look like this? Who has offended you?"
"Your good grandson!" Mr. Mu put the documents on the coffee table.
The butler had just finished brewing the Dahongpao and was about to put it on the coffee table, when he almost spilled the tea on the floor due to his angry move.
"What's wrong with you, my good grandson? Can they still offend you?" Mr. Song muttered, "Our Beixi family is usually so busy with work, how can we have time to provoke you? As for Bei Ye, it is even less possible."
"This is your Song Beiye. Everything is here. Take a good look at it." Mr. Mu pointed to the documents on the table.
Mr. Song picked up the document and touched his neck as usual. He found that he was not wearing his reading glasses. He ordered: "Butler, bring my reading glasses."
"Yes." The housekeeper quickly opened the drawer, picked up the old man's reading glasses and handed them over.
Mr. Song slowly put on his reading glasses. Song Beiye had gotten into a lot of trouble over the years, and he was used to people coming to complain at every turn.
For example, getting drunk and causing trouble in the store, injuring someone, and all kinds of other things.
The Song family could afford to pay, and since he was the youngest grandson of the Song family, Mr. Song could only say a few words in the end and pretend that nothing happened.
Then he focused all his attention on Song Beixi and trained him as the heir to the Song family.
Mr. Song frowned when he saw Song Beiye opening a company outside, which even included the business of the Mu family and the Song family, but he didn't take it seriously, "Well, setting up a company is just a joke.
How can you still complain here? Did he steal T Group's business? Shouldn't he? He doesn't have the guts yet."
"He hasn't grabbed it yet, but he has already started to grab it." Mr. Mu took a sip of Dahongpao, regardless of the boiling water, just like to quench the anger in his heart, "Old Song, your grandson is really not a worry-free person.
