As a villain who transmigrated, all I want is to survive.

Mu Qingfeng was completely unaware of the actions of these companies.

After he returned home from the bar, he was caught by the head of the Mu family and his wife.

Madam Mu looked at her son with a gossipy expression.

"Son, has your mother found a wife?" Madam Mu asked affectionately, holding her son's hand.

"Mom, try to read less gossip news," Mu Qingfeng said helplessly.

He knew that his parents would question him as soon as he got home, so he wished he hadn't come back.

"The fact that you two have rekindled your romance is on today's headlines," Madam Mu said, feigning regret.

"It must have been Su Xueyi who hired someone to take the photos, Mom. I'm telling you again, I have no feelings for her anymore," Mu Qingfeng solemnly told his parents once more.

"Alright, I'm going back to my room to rest. I have to get up early for the company tomorrow." Mu Qingfeng waved his hand and got up.

After he left, Madam Mu looked even more surprised.

"Honey, what did you hear him say just now?"

"Our son said he has to get up early for work tomorrow." The head of the Mu family looked at his shocked wife with amusement.

It's not Madam Mu's fault. After all, it was already good if Mu Qingfeng could go to the company once a day, let alone get up early.

The head of the Mu family took a sip of tea and said, "It seems that Qingfeng has really grown up. We can indeed arrange for him to join our group. From now on, Fengming Company will be managed by a dedicated person."

……

Fengming Company starts work at nine o'clock, and Mu Qingfeng rushed to the point where she could clock in at 59.

It's that security guard's fault; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to block the way.

As Mu Qingfeng drove into the underground parking garage, the security guard rubbed his eyes.

"Damn it, I went to bed early last night," the security guard hissed.

Because it is Mu Qingfeng's private underground garage, which is filled with all kinds of luxury cars, there is an iron gate to the underground garage.

The security guard didn't press the button to open the gate for a while, so Mu Qingfeng clicked his tongue and pressed the horn.

Only when he heard the piercing sound did the security guard realize it was real, and he quickly pressed the button.

After Mu Qingfeng drove in, he stopped next to the security room.

The security guard immediately came out and bowed to Mu Qingfeng.

"Chairman, I apologize, I opened the door too slowly."

Mu Qingfeng shook his head, noticing that the security guard's eyes were red.

"Security guard, you didn't get any rest last night, did you? Your eyes are so red. You should rest today. I'll tell the supervisor to find someone to cover your shift," Mu Qingfeng said kindly.

Whose father is this?

Whose son?

Whose husband?

We must ensure that every employee in the company feels the warmth of home.

The security guard, whose eyes were red from rubbing them, was speechless.

"Chairman, I'm fine! I just accidentally got some sand in my eye," the security guard said quickly, standing up straight.

"It's alright, no need to force yourself, it's decided then. Sigh, there's not enough time, I need to hurry to the office." Mu Qingfeng raised his hand to glance at his watch.

Soon, the security guard in the underground parking garage received a message that he was to take leave.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said frantically to his supervisor, "Supervisor Fang! You haven't grasped the crux of the matter!"

"What important point? The chairman already told you to rest, and you're still not happy?" the supervisor roared in fury.

"The important thing is that the chairman came to work on time today!" The security guard slapped his thigh repeatedly while holding the walkie-talkie.

There was silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie. After ten seconds of quiet, a voice said, "Holy shit."

Subsequently, the entire security team received the message: Level 1 alert!

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

The chairman's arrival at the company so early today must mean he's someone important.

Are you trying to sneak in and check on everyone's work status?

Not only the security team, but also the cleaning team received the news, and within a minute, everyone in the company knew.

The receptionist, dressed in a business suit, stood ramrod straight with a stiff smile.

Mu Qingfeng didn't take the private elevator directly today; she planned to go to the restaurant on the first floor first to buy breakfast and a cup of coffee.

As he walked into the restaurant, everyone stared at him.

Then came a chorus of greetings: "Hello, Chairman."

Mu Qingfeng responded to everyone as gently as a breeze.

This was the first time he had ever come to work properly in the morning since he came into this world, and everyone was so enthusiastic and lovely.

The restaurant manager came to greet him: "Chairman, why did you come to buy breakfast in person? You could have just given the order over the intercom and we could have delivered it upstairs."

Mu Qingfeng took a sip of coffee to refresh himself: "No need, I'll just buy it on my way. I'm too lazy to bother. There are too many employees in the morning, you'll be too busy."

Before the manager could answer, Mu Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me, go ahead and get busy. I'm going up now."

He strolled out of the restaurant with an air of nonchalance, leaving everyone else speechless.

Is this still the chairman they know?

Since when have you become so talkative?

"The chairman is so handsome."

Someone said something, and everyone turned to look at the girl who had spoken.

The person next to her quickly said, "She's new here."

No one said anything, after all, what they said was true, the chairman is indeed quite handsome.

Mu Qingfeng was unaware of what had happened in the restaurant, though he had just noticed how strange everyone's gazes were.

Is it really necessary? He was just buying breakfast, why are they staring at him as he leaves the restaurant?

Could it be that his underwear is showing?

Mu Qingfeng looked down and then walked to the fire door to look at his reflection.

No, you're dressed very appropriately!

The noise from the hall disrupted Mu Qingfeng's thoughts.

"A mere intern dares to steal credit? Let me tell you, you're fired!"

Mu Qingfeng vaguely remembered the speaker; he had sat at the back of the meeting last time and was probably a team leader or supervisor from some department.

The person opposite him had a stubborn look on his face and looked very young, probably just graduated.

Mu Qingfeng frowned. Why were they arguing in the hall?

What kind of system?

Isn't this damaging the company's reputation?

It's not that whoever has the higher rank is right; he needs to find out what really happened.

Mu Qingfeng casually grabbed someone next to him and asked, "What happened?"

The person was watching the commotion and didn't turn around.

"The one on the right is the group leader of Group A in the design department. I'm also in the design department, but in Group B."

The man stroked his chin. "Luckily, when I joined the company, I was assigned to Group B."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and took a step back in fright.

"Chairman Dong..."

"Go on," Mu Qingfeng nodded.

"Nothing! I was just talking nonsense!" the employee quickly shook his head.

Mu Qingfeng glanced at his name tag: Fang Wen, Group B, Design Department.

"Xiao Fang, if you don't tell the truth, that's considered withholding information."

"Then Chairman, please don't tell anyone that I said it." Fang Wen gritted his teeth.

"Yeah, of course."

"A few days ago, the leader of Group A submitted a perfect design, and the minister praised him highly. As a result, the intern who was scolded by him stood up and said that the design was actually his, and the leader of Group A stole his credit."

When Fang Wen talked about this, his expression showed both disdain for the leader of Group A and pity for the junior intern.