Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

The familiar voice entered Mu Xun's ear, and he managed to pull himself away from endless memories and strange emotions.

"Yes, you can get half of the ten thousand profits."

Qi Zhijie tapped the mahogany tabletop in the meeting room with the pen in his hand, lowered his eyes and did not argue, making it hard to figure out what he was planning again.

In the past, he always thought that Qi Zhijie was an old antique who was obsessed with jade and porcelain, so he often ignored that he was still a businessman.

A businessman who can make waves in the business world without making a sound.

A monster-like businessman who can be rational for profit.

Mu Xun glanced at him from the corner of his eye, only to feel his chest constricted: "This project will be followed up after the next year, and I will send someone to notify Mr. Qi as soon as there is any progress." After he finished speaking, he got up from his seat, Button up the suit jacket.

"Okay, then I would like to trouble Axun to sort out all the current materials and plans related to the antique street and send them to me." He glanced at the watch on his wristband, "Before eight o'clock in the evening, is it okay?"

Mu Xun, who had already reached the door of the conference room, paused, pouted his lips, thinking that he was deliberately finding fault: "Yes, please also ask Wanbaolou to reply to our jade list before eight o'clock in the evening."

"it is good."

Before eight o'clock in the evening, Wanbaolou sent the list to Mu Xun's mailbox. Except for an extremely rare Hetian red jade, which was not accepted, the others were almost accepted.

Mu Liangqi was very happy when he heard about this happy event when he came back from Shancheng.Although many directors in the company disagreed with the exchange of shares for raw materials, they also kept their mouths shut because the other party was Wanbaolou.

It's the New Year, and although the wooden house is located in the suburbs, the front door has never been deserted. The rich, famous, wealthy and merchants in Fu Dongzhong are all rushing to come to pay New Year's greetings.

These are also the most difficult days of the year for Mu Xun. Knowing that none of the people who come to pay New Year's greetings really think highly of him, he still has to meet them disgustingly.

Three years ago, he was still very gentle and kind. He could only swallow the embarrassment of being ridiculed and ridiculed as an illegitimate child by himself, and he didn't dare to argue with others.

The Mu family has such a large property as it is now, and it was favored by many Mutang's grandparents back then, so there has always been contact and communication between business and family.

This also destined Mu Xun to be a thorn in the side of these people.

Just like at this moment, he, who is too lazy to deal with these people, sits on the sofa with his legs crossed and teases the black cat that Ahuai has raised for many years. Whether others greet him or wink at him, he doesn't bother to raise his eyes and just rubs his round black cat. cat.

Jiang Man is Mu Tang's uncle, and when he saw this, he deliberately satirized him, and said loudly in front of Mu Liangqi and others: "If you are half as diligent in doing business as funny cats, I think brother-in-law, your hair will also be less gray." of."

Everyone had delicate expressions, and they turned their eyes to Mu Xun who was sitting on the black leather sofa not far away and was stroking his fur.

As soon as the words came out, the muscles on Mu Liangqi's face stiffened, but Mu Xun acted as if he didn't hear it at all, and smoothed the black cat's fur calmly while wearing grooming gloves.

Seeing this, Jiang Man stepped up his attack, touched Mutang's head and began to contemplate again: "When Tangtang grows up, he must work hard, don't be a fool and be laughed at by others."

Jiang Man's wife also chimed in, her tone was hypocritical, and it made people feel goosebumps all over her body, "It's a pity, if Tangtang was born a few years earlier, he wouldn't need a straw bag, right?"

It's a pity that what she said was too blunt and ugly, which made Mu Liangqi's face black.

Mu Tang, who was wearing a high-end princess dress, squinted at Mu Xun triumphantly.

Still not in a hurry to say anything, Mu Xun took off the comb cover that was stained with cat hair, and aroused Ah Huai as if no one else was there.

Ah Huai hurried over after hearing the sound: "Young Master, you can just let us do the grooming."

He bowed his body, took the glove from Mu Xun's hand, and said respectfully.

"Ah Huai, what did you call me just now?" He still crossed his legs, his right arm was resting on the back of the sofa, and his elbow was raised to support his head.

Ah Huai who was standing opposite him was a little puzzled: "Master, what's wrong?"

"Yes, Ah Huai, you have the best eyesight." He said, and finally he was willing to give the people on the opposite side a look. The fox eyes with the tails up were full of arrogance and indifference, "Who told me to be here-- --the only young master."

He just likes the way these people see him unhappy but can't kill himself.

What's wrong with him being an idiot?So what if it's an illegitimate child?Who told him that his surname was Mu? Who told him that he was Mu Liangqi's confirmed successor.

Mu Liangqi sat on the main seat and cast a soft look at him.

And Jiang Man and the others couldn't help but sullen their faces and suffered a loss that they couldn't answer back.

He put Erlang's legs down, got up from the sofa, and lazily said again: "Everyone who can't help it, the reincarnation technique is very important. If you learn it, you can ride a straw bag to pee on your head."

Except for Mu Liangqi, the faces of the others were colorful and colorful.

"Everyone, the dog has an unruly personality, and he has offended many people. I hope Haihan."

The two father and son sang together, these words seemed to be polite words of apology, but if anyone jumped out and said Mu Xun again, it would be a small belly.

Mu Xun finally escaped from the suffocating scene there, it would be a lie to say he didn't care.

Who would like to be called an idiot?

Furious, he turned on the computer overnight and began to study the Antique Street project.

Thinking of turning over by relying on it in the coming year.

Different from the welcoming and sending off in front of the wooden house, the new year of Qizhi Festival is very quiet.

He did not return to Lanjing, but spent the year alone in Fudong.

He locked himself in the room every day to repair Baiyu's fingers.

He was about to call Uncle He to talk about the restoration when he was interrupted by a call from Qi Zhilun.

Qi Zhilun is his cousin.

"Brother, just come back and take a look. Zehua has a lot of business recently, and I really can't take care of it."

Qi Zhijie thought that this guy was here to give him New Year's greetings, so he picked it up: "I won't ask about Zehua's matter after I've said it."

"What about grandpa...Grandpa is sick...you don't care?" the man faltered.

Qi Zhijie held the jade finger in his hand, and said coldly: "Do you still want to repeat the old trick and lie to me again?"

"No... I really want you to come back."

"I'll be back, I'll hang up if I have nothing to do, pay more attention to your health in Lanjing." He said, then pressed the hang up button, and began to concentrate on looking at the jade finger again.

The phone rang again inappropriately.

The ringtone of pure music rang in his ears several times before he reluctantly picked up his phone and looked at it.

At first glance, the call alert turned out to be Mu Xun.

Long time to see you again.

The author says:

I'm very sleepy today, I almost fell asleep while sitting, so the number of words is a little less!There are also many changes in the name of the article, cuties, don’t miss it hahahaha, I can only change the name of the article if it doesn’t rise in the list~