Ten minutes later, Zhang Yali secretly entered through the small door of T Group, and she was already in a state of utter disarray.
The woman's face, which had always been fair, was covered in bruises and bruises. It looked swollen and swollen, almost like a pig's head.
Her fashionable curly hair was also messed up, her arms and elbows were covered with bruises and bloodstains, and even one of her high heels was stepped off. At a glance, it was simply too horrible to look at.
Dong Zijun looked at Zhang Yali's miserable state and almost couldn't help laughing.
But in order to remain serious and to worry about her face, he still pretended to be surprised and asked: "Madam, if you are not staying at home, why did you come to T Group? Besides, the situation is extremely urgent now, and there are protests outside.
There are so many people, it's easy to hurt someone. Mr. Mu was seriously injured a few days ago, have you forgotten that bloody lesson?"
You know, Zhang Yali never goes to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Even if she has something to do, she usually needs money and will call him to inform him in advance.
Zhang Yali frantically brushed her messy hair.
Looking at the large and small scars on her body, she couldn't help but give Dong Zijun a hard look: "Since we know that the situation is urgent, why don't you come up with a good solution? Are the T Group's high-level officials like you a free meal?
I said Dong Zijun, you guys just goofing around all day instead of doing anything serious, are you all just being a fool? Look at the good deeds that group of unscrupulous people down there did to me. If you hadn’t arrived in time, they might have eaten me alive.
It’s possible…”
Dong Zijun nodded slightly: "What Madam taught us is that we will definitely find a solution as soon as possible, soon..."
But Zhang Yali said aggressively: "What do you mean it should be fast? How efficient is your huge group? Compensating the families of the deceased is a trivial matter. If it affects the reputation of the T Group, that's not good! It will take one more delay.
Minutes, my son’s company will have to wait on the fire for one more minute. Today you must come up with a solution to the Jin Feng Department Store collapse incident!"
Dong Zijun just nodded, knowing that every time Mrs. Mu came to the company, she would always make a mess and get scolded. He would always be the one to clean up the mess. To be honest, he was really scared of her.
But as a subordinate, he was not qualified to contradict, so he could only smile bitterly.
Since Dong Zijun charged money to his own bank card after all, Zhang Yali stopped after nagging her, obviously saving some face for him.
Although she was dissatisfied with the financial housekeeper, her attitude changed a bit: "Assistant Dong, is Shao Ling here?"
Dong Zijun nodded quickly: "Well, the president is here. Madam, please come. However, the president should be in the conference room now. He is holding a meeting with the senior directors..."
Zhang Yali walked towards the CEO's office without politeness: "Then I'll go to the CEO's office first and wait for Shao Ling."
Dong Zijun: "Okay. But, madam, do you want to go to the bathroom to freshen up? Do you want me to go to the mall downstairs to buy you a few changes of clothes?"
"No, that's all. I want my son to see how abominable those damn troublemakers are and how they tortured me so badly! I believe my son will seek justice for me and bring all those troublemakers to justice.
Follow the law!"
After saying that, she limped toward the president's office in an embarrassed manner.
Dong Zijun couldn't help but shook his head again. Mr. Mu was very anxious about the collapse of Jinfeng Department Store, and now that Madam was trying to get him into trouble, I guess Mr. Mu would be unhappy and have a headache again, right?
Despite this, Dong Zijun hurriedly went to fetch water and make tea, lest Mrs. Mu would be unhappy and start making things difficult again.
More than three hours later.
Zhang Yali fell asleep waiting in the CEO's office, and Mu Shaoling slowly walked out of the conference room.
At the door, Dong Zijun was holding an exquisite fruit platter and a glass of fruit drink, looking at him hesitantly.
Mu Shaoling frowned and strode open the door to the CEO's office.
On the spacious sofa, Zhang Yali was lying on her back with her legs crossed. She was holding a fashion magazine in her hand and chewing a piece of crown pear. She looked very comfortable, but her arms were bruised and purple.
The scars are really annoying.
"Mom, why are you here?" Seeing her look, Mu Shaoling's frown deepened out of habit, and his words were a little cold.
Mu Shaoling is so smart, how come he doesn't know that the injury on his mother's arm was caused by those people outside?
But he had clearly warned her to stay calm during this period, keep a low profile, and bring more bodyguards with her when she went out. However, his mother had always been used to doing whatever she wanted, and she always turned a deaf ear to his words, which made him feel helpless.
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"Son, Mom misses you, can't you come and see you?" Zhang Yali put down the magazine in her hand and sat up.
As soon as her eyes came into contact with Mu Shaoling, she could no longer take her eyes away. With her son's tall and elegant figure and his strong and steady steps, Zhang Yali always felt that he was more handsome than him every time she saw him.
That dead ghost father Mu Zhen is much more handsome, even his frown is pleasing to the eye.
With such excellent appearance and a genius business acumen, no wonder there are so many little goblins out there who pounce on your son regardless of shame!
As for the strong cold aura on his body, Zhang Yali automatically ignored it and said with a fake smile again: "Son, I really miss you."
"Miss me? Ha."
Mu Shaoling opened her sexy thin lips lightly, and the words she spat out were particularly stinging: "I have been in the hospital for so long, and every day I see my wife working from dawn to dusk to serve me, but it seems that I have never seen my mother show up... Mom is
I'm such a busy person, I didn't expect you would have time to come and see me today."
The fake smile on Zhang Yali's lips froze in embarrassment: "Hey, what's the matter? My mother happened to be feeling a little unwell in the past few days. Didn't I catch a bad cold? I kept coughing.
, I'm afraid of infecting you, so...if you don't believe it, you can ask Si Yao, I still get my cold medicine from him."
Mu Shaoling interrupted her directly: "Stop talking nonsense, Mom, what are you doing here today? I don't have time to play riddles here."
Looking at her son's handsome face as serious and cold as Yama, Zhang Yali choked.
After waiting for a while, she then made her purpose clear in a naughty way: "Mom...Mom's money is a little tight recently. She can't even support a nanny. Even if I live frugally, it won't help. Can you, can you?"
Give me some more of that, that?"
Mu Shaoling remained expressionless: "How many do you want?"
Zhang Yali immediately raised three fingers in surprise: "Not much, just...just 30 million..."
Mu Shaoling raised his eyebrows: "Mom, do you think that the T Group's current situation is still as rich as before? Even the compensation for the victims is still on hold because of insufficient circulating funds. A lion like you is so open-minded.
