Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan raised his eyes, a cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and he said coldly: "I didn't beat him to a pulp, I was very rational!"

Jiang Shaoqing: ...

"How did he offend you?" Jiang Shaoqing scratched his head, not even caring about his hairstyle.

Mu Qingyuan looked at him coldly, said nothing, and just threw him a blue folder.

"Ander isn't the only one with new energy batteries. I've wanted to replace it for a long time!"

Jiang Shaoqing opened the document and scanned it quickly. His angry eyes gradually widened, and then he was stunned.

"When did you take over Baowei? Did they really agree to supply us with batteries?"

Ande's technical core is battery life, while Baowei is an industry leader in fast charging, with a battery life of more than 10 hours and a single charge in as little as minutes.

If we can get on board with Baowei, we won’t have to worry about sales of the new car we’ll release next year!

"Everything depends on human efforts." Mu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of arrogance.

Jiang Shaoqing has been with Mu Qingyuan for many years and is very familiar with his expression. Mu Qingyuan must have been sure of what he said if he dared to say that.

Jiang Shaoqing silently gave Mu Qingyuan a thumbs up.

Mu Qingyuan said calmly, "Shaoqing, we can't let others hold us back on the latest battery technology, otherwise we will never be able to enter the high-end market."

Jiang Shaoqing naturally understood that Mu Qingyuan's vision was not limited to the Mu family.

"I understand. Don't worry. As long as you don't chase me away, I will always follow you to achieve your ambitions."

Mu Qingyuan glanced at Jiang Shaoqing and said softly, "Thank you so much for all these years."

Jiang Shaoqing suddenly covered his chest and said exaggeratedly: "Well... I can't take it anymore... Mr. Mu, if there is anything else that Jiang wants to die for, please tell me quickly, don't sugarcoat it... Jiang can't stand this..."

Mu Qingyuan rolled his eyes at him and said seriously, "There is indeed something... To be more precise, someone is bothering you."

"Ah? Who is it?" Jiang Shaoqing had an inexplicable ominous premonition.

Mu Qingyuan said: "Mu Qingan, I want to put my cheap brother with you."

"What? What can he do here?" He doesn't want a second-generation rich kid to come here, which will only cause trouble.

Mu Qingyuan said frankly: "If I let someone else do it, the old man will think that I don't care. You are my confidant. If I let you do it, the old man will be justified and I will feel at ease..."

"What's going on? Isn't he still studying? He just finished his postgraduate entrance exam!"

"No need to delay him. He has always wanted to join Mu's company to learn how to run a company. Sales and public relations happen to be his favorite field. You can take him with you. He has been too active lately."

Jiang Shaoqing quickly grasped the point, narrowed his eyes, and said, "What do you mean? Did he ruin your business?"

Mu Qingyuan nodded and said, "He listens to the old man very much."

"Alright, but I have to say this beforehand. I won't go easy on you. Don't blame me if something goes wrong! Also, if he complains, the responsibility will be all on you, not me!"

"Well, the old man will only look for me, not you."

"It seems to make sense. I'll accept it reluctantly. Just ask him to come find me."

At this moment, Mu Qingyuan's cell phone rang. Jiang Shaoqing had finished his business, so he took the folder and made a "I'm leaving" gesture.

Mu Qingyuan nodded, picked up the phone casually, and then his face suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly——

"What? Where? I'll be there right away!"

Jiang Shaoqing hadn't reached the door yet when he heard a noise behind him. He turned around and saw Mu Qingyuan's face gloomy and he walked out in a panic with a cold expression, not even picking up the coat on the back of the chair.

"What happened?" Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but straighten his expression.

"Zhi Nian went to the assembly workshop with Director Ye today. Director Ye just called and said he was slightly injured..."

Jiang Shaoqing was surprised and asked, "What is he doing in the assembly workshop?"

Mu Qingyuan walked quickly and said, "I'll let him know about the company's situation in the next few days..."

"The final assembly workshop is basically fully automatic. He just went there for a visit. How could he have the chance to get hurt?" Jiang Shaoqing couldn't believe it.

Mu Qingyuan's eyes were full of coldness and he didn't say anything more.

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need. You go to City B and finalize the cooperation with Bao Wei. Remember to act carefully."

"it is good!"

The general manager's office was just outside the president's office. Fang Xinbai saw Mu Qingyuan coming out with a nervous look, and hurriedly stood up and said, "Mr. Mu, where are you going?"

Mu Qingyuan said solemnly: "Go to the final assembly workshop. Consultant Jian was injured there just now. Go and check what happened!"

Without waiting for Fang Xinbai to answer, Mu Qingyuan's eyes became fierce and he said, "Secretary Fang, I want the truth, not just an assignment. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Fang Xinbai said solemnly.

The two separated, and Mu Qingyuan drove very fast. On the way, he called Jian Zhinian. The call was connected quickly and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where? Where are you hurt?"

Jian Zhinian just opened the door and jumped in on one foot, saying, "I'm going home first. I just twisted my ankle. It's nothing serious. Why did Director Ye report to you?"

Mu Qingyuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Wait for me at home."

Jian Zhinian looked at the hung up phone, a little confused. He just slipped accidentally when getting on the elevator and twisted his foot. Why was Mu Qingyuan so nervous?

Jian Zhinian was sitting on the sofa. Less than ten minutes later, he heard the sound of the door opening. Mu Qingyuan stood in front of him with a gloomy face, changing his shoes.

"what happened?"

Jian Zhinian was startled by his loud voice and said guiltily, "When I was getting on the lift, I accidentally slipped and twisted my ankle. I, I didn't mean to do that."

"Left foot or right foot?"

"Left foot."

Mu Qingyuan squatted down and reached out to grab Jian Zhinian's feet.

Jian Zhinian's legs instinctively shrank, and just when he was about to say it was okay, he let out a cry of pain.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Qingyuan's voice was filled with anger. He lifted Jian Zhinian's feet and placed them on his knees, then rolled up his trouser legs.

Jian Zhinian's skin is naturally fair, and his ankles rarely get exposed to the sun. The area that should have been fairer is now red and swollen.

"I went to the hospital and the doctor said that there were no injuries to my bones or muscles. He prescribed some external compresses for sprains and said that I should be fine after three to five days of rest at home. Don't worry, it won't affect anything."

Jian Zhinian tried to explain, but when Mu Qingyuan frowned and didn't say anything, he felt a chill all over his body. He was a little unsure of what he was thinking.

Mu Qingyuan stood up and said in a cold voice: "The canary I raised was clamoring to fly out, and now it's injured, so it just stays in the cage. Jian Zhinian, what do you think I'm worried about? Hmm?"

Jian Zhinian opened his mouth but didn't say anything. If he wasn't worried, why did he rush back?

Seeing that he looked depressed, Mu Qingyuan took a deep breath and asked, "Where is the external medicine?"

Jian Zhinian pointed to the coffee table.

Mu Qingyuan only found a bottle of spray, unscrewed it, and sprayed it on the red and swollen area.

Jian Zhinian really wanted to say that he had already criticized her just now, but he thought it would be better for him to remain silent.

After spraying, Mu Qingyuan turned and went to the kitchen, found an ice pack from the refrigerator, and pressed it on Jian Zhinian's ankle.

"Ow..."

Jian Zhinian couldn't help but let out a wail, his eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up.

It's too cold!

it hurts!

Mu Qingyuan snorted coldly: "You deserve it!"

Jian Zhinian's eyes were moist, and he whispered, "Be gentle..."

This look... and this voice...

Mu Qingyuan raised his eyes to look at him, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, and there was some inexplicable heat in his eyes.

"Try to call again?"

No matter what you say, it has no impact, he thinks it has a huge impact.

I really want to tie this person up at home and not let him go anywhere!