When Dong Zijun came in, he saw Mu Shaoling leaning on the back of the chair.
The man's tie was slightly loose, and he looked indescribably lonely, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, which frightened him a little.
Dong Zijun thought that the boss was probably too tired.
Just a few days ago, the boss just finished handling the affairs in Western Europe and rushed back without any delay.
And here he has just returned to the company, and there are several important meetings waiting for him to hear the verdict. It is estimated that he has not slept for several days. After all, Mr. Mu is an out-and-out workaholic. However, no matter how low the boss is,
At that time, he had never shown such an incomprehensible expression.
"Mr. Mu..." Dong Zijun took out his notepad and turned to report the progress of the work to Mu Shaoling.
But seeing that he seemed to be taking a rest with his eyes closed, Dong Zijun stopped what he had not said in time.
He turned to look at the CEO who seemed extremely tired. In addition to awe of him, his eyes were full of admiration.
As the president of T Group, Mr. Mu has always had a strong style and decisive actions.
He is a shrewd and wise leader who is both born and hard-working.
When T Group was handed over to him, it was in jeopardy. He was only 21 years old when he took over the company.
Dong Zijun watched with his own eyes that Mr. Mu pushed T Group into the international market in just a few years, with the company's profits increasing tenfold and hundreds of times, until now it has built a world-class business empire.
However, he also watched helplessly as a sunny and gentle young man gradually became ruthless under the influence of the treacherous shopping mall. But after meeting Miss Ruan, the president finally had a smile and some human touch.
It's really sad to know that something like that happened again last night.
Dong Zijun has always been confused. The CEO regarded Miss Ruan as his eyeballs. How could Miss Ruan lie under Zhang Xingan?
Although he knew that Ruan Bai had been drugged and might have been conspired, Dong Zijun still felt uncomfortable and a little disappointed. How could such a simple and easy-to-deceive woman be qualified to stand at the top when she was easily deceived by others?
Mr. Mu’s side?
What Mr. Mu needs is a resolute, smart and rational woman who can work hand in hand with him to grow the T Group, but Ruan Bai seems to be unqualified.
"Special Assistant Dong." Mu Shaoling's magnetic voice suddenly broke the silence of the room and his meditation.
Dong Zijun straightened up instantly, took out the notebook he carried with him, and seriously faced his majestic boss: "Yes."
Mu Shaoling opened his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Have the Human Resources Department send an announcement to all work mailboxes to fire Manager Li from the Safety Supervision Department for dereliction of duty, which almost caused the foundation of the company's new Friendship Mall to go wrong."
Dong Zijun quickly wrote down without any hesitation: "Yes."
"Tell the executive director that I am very interested in Tesco's new energy invention and ask them to sort out the relevant information there. I will ask for a detailed report and analysis in a week, as well as a merger and acquisition plan for it.
Also make it together at the same time.”
"yes."
Generally, there are probably two reasons for a company that interests the president: either the company is profitable and can bring big profits to the T Group; or the person in charge of that company has offended the president.
The first result is mergers and acquisitions, the other is complete destruction.
Although T Group spends a lot of money for charity every year, Mr. Mu has never been a kind person. After all, shopping malls are so cruel. If you don't devour me, when I get stronger, I will one day eat you.
"Don't make any social arrangements these days. Cancel this afternoon's JK meeting. Contact Song Beixi. I have something to talk to him about." Mu Shaoling's sharp eyes, which had been closed just now, suddenly opened.
His face became increasingly gloomy, and his terrifying expression was frightening.
"..."
Dong Zijun, who was completely unprepared, was almost frightened to drop his notepad.
Mu Shaoling looked unhappy. Thinking of Ruan Bai's fear of him, he glanced at Dong Zijun with cold eyes: "Special Assistant Dong, am I scary?"
He must rescue Li Ni today.
Otherwise, with Ruan Bai's grudge-loving personality, he will definitely be held responsible for his hatred.
What happened last night was indeed his fault. Ruan Bai had suffered so much injustice, yet he still bullied her like that.
Ruan Bai was so angry that he didn't know how to comfort him.
Mu Shaoling, who was invincible and invincible in the shopping mall, felt that whenever Ruan Bai was involved, he felt that one of them was bigger than the other.
"No, it's not scary." Dong Zijun almost broke out in cold sweat: "Mr. Mu, I will contact Mr. Song Beixi right away."
Dong Zijun is almost forty years old. His mental quality is not very strong, and he quickly adjusted his mentality. However, the boss's current expression is really terrifying, which makes him feel a little unbearable.
!
As long as his boss stares at him a few times, even if he doesn't die, he will still have to skin him.
Moreover, the painful thing is not the result of skinning, but the process of being skinned, which is simply worse than death.
Hospital.
Zhang Xing'an was seriously injured. His head was wrapped in white sterilized gauze, which was stained red with blood. His face, which was comparable to a little fresh meat, was almost swollen into a pig's head. His skin was covered in bruises and purples, and his eyes were even more swollen.
Only a seam can be seen.
He looked so miserable that even his biological parents could hardly recognize him at the time.
His most serious injury was not external injuries, but internal injuries.
Four of Zhang Xingan's ribs were broken by Mu Shaoling's kick, and half of a wine glass was pierced through his thick palm. The broken glass was embedded in his flesh. The doctor used tweezers to pick him out for more than half an hour before finally dealing with it.
clean.
At this time, he was lying on the hospital bed receiving an infusion. He looked dying and had no vitality at all.
His parents, Fan Lan and Zhang Yide, were beside him, and their hair almost turned gray because of the solitary seedling.
Seeing his son injured like this, Fan Lan felt as if a knife had poked a bloody hole in his heart. After all, this was his biological son. No matter how much he messed around, he was just a piece of flesh that had fallen off his body. What the hell?
Is there any reason not to feel bad?
Fan Lan covered his crying face with a handkerchief, and there was indescribable annoyance in his tone: "Who the hell harmed my son? He actually did such a cruel thing!"
Zhang Yide was even more furious.
Ever since this son could run, he had been getting into trouble constantly. He would always be the one to wipe his behind after him.
Because of this son, he even offended many people. Seeing his son in such a mess, Zhang Yide was so angry that his gums itched. If he had known that his son would become such a bear, he should not have given birth to him. He should have been killed in the first place.
The boy cums on the wall!
"Okay, okay, stop howling like that. You were used to it all the time! I told you not to be too pampered to your son, but you refused to listen. If you hadn't doted on him so much, he would have
Has he developed such a crooked character? He just came out of prison, his memory hasn’t grown long yet, and he’s causing trouble for me again! Tell me, what would he be like if he hadn’t messed around with those bastards?” Zhang Yide saw Fan Lan crying all the time.
, so angry that he wanted to throw something.
He became angry when he thought of his wife's doting on his son.
But it is too late for education now. Once bad habits are formed, it is too difficult to change.
This time Zhang Xingan was injured, Zhang Yide thought that his son must have caused trouble again by fooling around with those bad friends...
