Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

When Mu Yanzheng arrived at Chengyuan, all the high-level executives over there had already gathered in the conference room, waiting for him to hold a meeting here.

As he approached, the conference room where he was still talking suddenly became so quiet and tense.

He glanced at it, and finally there was only one operation director left, and then told Chen An: "This summer's Mr. Yao, you can come in."

Chen An nodded, turned and went out.

When Ms. Yao came in, she paid special attention to the images of artists on the company's big screen.

Then he followed Chen An in satisfaction and entered the meeting room.

"Mr. Mu, hello."

Ms. Yao also did not expect that she could really have an interview with Mu Yanzheng when she came here for the first time.

Mu Yanzheng shook her back, sat down with his clothes together, and went straight to the topic.

"Boss Yao, the artist is not here for now."

"That's okay, Xue Ying is the heroine in my dream, and it won't change."

The script that Ms. Yao will bring was given to Mu Yanzheng and another operations director respectively.

Mu Yanzheng flipped it over and closed it again.

"I read the script, it's not bad. However, your funds..."

A year-end drama is still IP-oriented, but the funds show that it is only 5000 million.

"That's Mr. Mu. The screenwriter of our play is still in the process of writing. The company wants to find an actor, and at the same time, it hopes to bring in an investor."

"Boss Yao's plan is good."

Mu Yanzheng didn't speak, the director of operations couldn't sit still anymore.

Ms. Yao ignored him, looked at Mu Yanzheng, and boldly said, "Mr. Mu?"

"Okay, since we need funds, we need to pick a few more artists. There will definitely be a lot of actors needed for a big drama."

"Naturally. I just came in. I think your artists are pretty good."

"What do you say?"

Mu Yanzheng turned to ask the director of operations. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't pay for the funds, so naturally he didn't have the qualifications to veto.

"I agree with Mr. Mu's decision."

"Okay, that's the decision."

Mu Yanzheng checked the time, and when he was about to get up, he asked again: "Where's Jiang Baihe?"

"Baihe recently brought two newcomers, and today seems to have a schedule to go to other places to shoot commercials."

When Mu Yanzheng stood up, the director of operations also stood up.

Ms. Yao was very happy to see that there was no Mu Yanzheng, and she was very happy.

Before Mu Yanzheng left, he handed over the follow-up matters to the operations director and asked him to track the perfection of the script.

However, after Ms. Yao left Chengyuan, it was immediately reported that she had joined Chengyuan under the Mu family and was about to contribute to the annual drama.

As soon as the news came out, many artists and entertainment companies who were waiting to share the cake were envious.

Among them, Mu Yunting's Third Uncle Film and Television is included.

But there was a wave of ups and downs, and he was about to go out when he was told by his assistant that Mu Yanzheng had come.

Mu Yunting was feeling depressed. Just as he sat down on the chair, the door of his office was kicked open.

A person was thrown in by Mu Yanzheng like trash.

When he saw it clearly, Mu Yunting's face was going to turn green.

Mu Yanli's rummaging through the files was discovered by Mu Yanzheng who had just returned, so he ran directly to the venture capital department and dragged him to Sanshu Film and Television.

At this time, Mu Yanli drooped his head, and the glasses he usually wore were nowhere to be seen.

Mu Yunting looked at his son in such a state of embarrassment, while resenting him, his sharp eyes fixed on Mu Yanzheng.

"What happened?"

Signaling the assistant to go out, he suppressed his anger and asked softly.

Mu Yanzheng lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and sat down on the sofa.

He is used to carrying a cigarette case with him, but he has refrained from smoking since Meng Chu became pregnant, but today, he really can't hold back anymore.

Facing Mu Yunting's question now, he was too lazy to answer, and slowly turned his head to Mu Yanli who was standing aside.

Mu Yunting suddenly understood what was going on, and looked at Mu Yanli.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"I took the bidding project in Nancheng."

"what are you doing?!"

Hearing that, Mu Yunting was furious immediately, wishing to beat his unworthy son to death with a stick.

I'm really blind. I sent him to Wall Street early. It's better to go to a financial university in China.

"Third Uncle, the Nancheng project is the biggest project of Mu's next spring, but a general manager in the venture capital department suddenly paid attention to the land. Do you think it was his attention or someone ordered it?"

"A Zheng, don't you doubt me?"

"Don't dare."

The atmosphere in the office suddenly froze, making it hard to breathe.

For a long time, Mu Yunting hated iron as inferior to steel and looked at his son.

In front of Mu Yanzheng, it was difficult for him to say anything else. After holding back for a long time, he had no choice but to soften his voice: "Ah Li, you don't understand the project. From now on, you should manage the venture capital well."

"Uncle, the project book... I lost it."

When Mu Yanzheng was teaching his son without pain or itching, his quiet eyes slowly raised up, extremely sharp.

Mu Yunting's face was pale, his pupils gradually became bigger, and he forgot to turn them. After a long time, he said in a stiff voice, "So, you came here..."

"No other meaning,"

Before Mu Yunting could finish speaking, Mu Yanzheng slammed the half-smoked cigarette butt into the ashtray on the coffee table, stood up slowly, and said in a low voice, "Since my elder brother failed to follow him To pry out the existence of the project book, I can only ask my third uncle to do it for me, otherwise you know my temper..."

As long as interests are involved, he can deny his relatives.

After finishing speaking, Mu Yanzheng didn't stay here to waste words with their father and son, turned around and opened the office door, and strode away.

The staff of Sanshu Film and Television, after experiencing his coming and going, are all afraid to show their atmosphere.

I didn't hear any violent sounds coming from the office, some people who were not afraid of death whispered:

"Mr. Yun's son is really not trying to win over his father. Last time he came here to embezzle 500 million without permission, and now he has offended the president of the Mu family."

"Looking at the situation, the company won't go bankrupt, right?"

"If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have left Chengyuan. Look at others, look here."

"Dong Dong~"

Several people were having a lively chat when the assistant came and knocked on their desks.

With a warning look, everyone immediately went to work.

Mu Yanzheng, who left from Sanshu Film and Television, immediately called someone to investigate.

That night, his people found out that the Nancheng project was in the hands of the opponent, but they couldn't find out the process during the period.

In the study, Mu Yanzheng stared at the computer without moving.

Seeing that he came back from outside without eating dinner, Meng Chu asked Aunt Yu to make soup.

When I knocked on the door and came in, I saw this scene, and immediately felt that something had happened.

Putting the soup on the unused table next to her, she turned back and approached the desk, "I don't eat dinner, why are you so dazed?"

Mu Yanzheng finally came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at her, and then closed his eyes and remained silent.

After a long time, he leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that his face was really ugly, Meng Chu turned around to bring the soup and put it in front of him.

"Eat while it's hot."

Mu Yanzheng was startled, and stretched out his hand to take it away, but his mind was still thinking about the day's affairs.

Right now, he can only start from Mu Yanli!