MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 108

Before she knew it, it had been half a month since Mu Xueyi was reinstated.

The Jianye Group's project was officially launched a week ago, and Mu Guocheng and Mu Xueyi were also involved in the work of the "Zhonghe Century" business center. The planned scope of the project has selected 6 provincial capital cities in the south, and will first conduct trial operation in Anyang.

Mu Xueyi's first task was to acquire a suitable piece of land.

Office of the Chairman.

Qi Yan leaned against the large desk, as if he was playing with a pen casually.

Not far away, Mu Guocheng was sitting on the sofa, listening to the report of his subordinates.

The secretary reported on some recent project progress. Speaking of Mu Xueyi, he only said that the acquisition of the land seems to have been quiet.

After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Second Miss has been in contact with Vice President Zhao and Vice President Sun recently, and it seems that she wants to make a little personal relationship."

Hearing this, Qi Yan's fingers froze while playing with the pen.

Mu Xueyi was very cautious when contacting Vice President Zhao and Vice President Sun in private. Unexpectedly, he was still spied on by Mu Guocheng's people.

Mu Guocheng stroked his chin, but he couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, "My second daughter, you can't underestimate it. She looks good, but she's actually very ambitious."

Secretary: "You mean..."

Mu Guocheng looked out of the window and recalled some old events, "When Ruqing was locked in a lunatic asylum, she told me that Xueyi's purpose was to be my chairman. It seems... maybe not necessarily."

Having said that, Mu Guocheng looked at Qi Yan and said with a smile, "Yanyan, I'll take you to the mall in a while, okay?"

Qi Yan put down the pen in his hand, "Okay."

Mu Guocheng: "Then you go to the garage to wait for me first, and I'll go down after I explain it here."

Qi Yan gritted his teeth faintly.

Mu Guocheng still wouldn't trust her completely.

She had no choice but to agree: "Then I'll go."

Mu Guocheng: "Well."

After Qi Yan left, Mu Guocheng said to the secretary:

"Tell Vice President Zhao and Vice President Sun, come to my office at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and I have something to tell them. Also, let me know, as for the second lady, just promise on the face. Give all her powers Overhead, the real power still belongs to me."

Secretary: "Okay."

After a moment of silence, Mu Guocheng asked again, "It seems that I haven't visited Xueyi's attending doctor for a long time."

secretary:"…"

"It seems that she has recovered so well that she already has extra energy to play with me."

"…"

Mu Guocheng glanced at the secretary, "Remind her doctor, sometimes, it's not necessary to try so hard to treat her leg... Maybe occasionally make a mistake or two, and accidentally dissolve some muscles and damage some muscles and bones. , our Mu family will not be so mean to pursue accountability."

The secretary understood and lowered his head: "I understand."

Mu Guocheng sighed and looked leisurely at the document on the table that was lifted by the wind.

"...Sure enough, things like children are more reassuring than trash."

In the same building, the general manager's office.

Mu Xueyi was sitting in front of a wooden easel with a piece of sketching paper on the easel, and she was holding a flat carbon pen to draw on it with a frown.

Behind the easel, Ge Weinong, who was acting as a model, was sitting on a chair with his chin supported, and was already asleep.

The neck is sore.

Mu Xueyi got his hands full of black carbon, wiped his nose, and the tip of his nose immediately turned black.

"Anon, come and see."

Graveyard was woken up, and bleary-eyed, he got down from the high chair and walked to the easel.

Looking at the group of things on the sketch paper, she squinted, "Huh? You drew the monkey fishing for the moon?"

"What monkey fishing for the moon?" Mu Xueyi raised his voice, "This is you!"

Ge Weilong: "…"

"Hey, Mr. Mu," she patted Mu Xueyi's shoulder sincerely, "Give it up, really. You should understand that you don't have any kind of literary talent."

Mu Xueyi shook her head: "Impossible, Ayue can do everything, and she can do business and paint. I'm not so unlucky, right? There is zero literary cell for writing love letters, and zero for painting? "

Ge Weinong chuckled: "It's more than that. Mr. Mu, you yourself..."

After a pause, his tone turned lower.

"...isn't it just a capital zero?"

Mu Xueyi picked up the rubber and smashed it at Ge Weinong: "I'm 1 okay?"

Ge Weilong caught the rubber very flexibly and sneered: "Do you believe what you said?"

Mu Xueyi was very calm: "Of course. You can tell by my name, Mu, Xue, 1."

Ge Weilong: "?"

Mu Xueyi looked at the mess on the drawing paper and tore it off directly, feeling a little irritable, "Go to another drawing teacher for me, find the best one in Anyang. I don't believe it, a famous teacher can't produce a master apprentice."

Ge Weinong sat on the armrest of the sofa beside him, with his arms folded, "I don't understand, you are now doing a project in Jianye, and you are starting to develop internal contacts in the company. You are already so busy, why do you have to squeeze? What time do you learn to draw?"

"You don't understand, I have a rival in love."

"What rival?"

"...Say you don't understand."

Ge Weinong sighed, "Well, if you say I don't understand, then I won't ask. But I still have to remind you, don't patronize the painting, the project needs to acquire the land..."

Mu Xueyi put down the pen and looked straight: "I was about to tell you about this."

Ge Weilong: "What's wrong?"

Mu Xueyi: "I mean, acquire the land at the intersection of the commercial street in the city center."

Ge Weinong: "That piece of land... I heard from you before, it seems that it was just acquired by the Zhou family, right?"

Mu Xueyi: "That's right."

Ge Weinong: "Will President Zhou be willing to give it to you?"

Mu Xueyi shrugged, "I don't know either, so I'll find a chance to ask her tonight to see if I can buy it from her."

Ge Weinong reminded: "By the way, there is one more thing. You are going for a follow-up visit tonight, and you will have three injections on the ankle as usual this month, don't forget it."

"Okay, I see. After get off work in the afternoon, you can take me to the hospital first, and then go back to Biyun Lanting to see Ayue."

Mu Xueyi picked up the pen again and drew a circle on the paper.

Then she didn't know what to draw, and stared at the crooked circle for a while.

Ugh.

People without artistic cells draw circles like fried eggs.

When Zhou Zhenyue got off work, she cleaned up the folders on the desk.

When I picked up the red folder I brought back to Biyun Lanting last night, it stood up, and a few scraps of pencil sharpening slipped out of it.

Xiao Ai has sharp eyes, saw it, and immediately asked, "Hey, when did you use a pencil?"

Zhou Zhenyue expressionlessly swept the scraps into the wastepaper basket beside the table, and replied lightly: "It's not me, it's Xueyi. She was painting recently, maybe she accidentally got it into my documents. ."

Xiao Ai: "Why did Mr. Mu suddenly start painting?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "…"

When Zhou Zhenyue first discovered that Mu Xueyi started to paint, she thought about this issue carefully.

Why did Xueyi, who has never been interested in painting, suddenly become interested in painting?

She let out a heavy sigh and leaned back in the chair.

Apart from Bailu stop, she couldn't think of any other reason.

Could it be because of the five days of too happy love that Mu Xueyi could no longer endure the awkward relationship with him?

Did Xueyi... start to yearn for that kind of normal love, and unconsciously, changed her goal to Bailuting, which is easier to achieve a happy ending?

Zhou Zhenyue rubbed her temples and muttered to herself:

"Maybe I have to explain something to her..."

Xiao Ai asked subconsciously, "What do you explain?"

Zhou Zhenyue frowned, and for the first time in the world began to answer Xiao Ai's cross-border question.

"...Actually...I don't blame her anymore. I think she's living a good life..."

"But..." She closed her eyes, "How am I going to open this mouth?"

Xiao Ai blinked.

Zhou Zhenyue raised her arms, covered the lower half of her face with one hand, and sighed, "I won't show weakness."

Xiao Ai tutted, "Indeed."

Back then, when Mu Xueyi first started chasing Zhou Zhenyue, it was obvious that Zhou Zhenyue had fallen in love with Mu Xueyi in the third month, but because she didn't know how to speak, she dragged it on a year later, talent together.

Before, Mu Xueyi came back to admit his mistake. At that time, Zhou Zhenyue didn't complain about her at all, but she was stubborn. After Mu Xueyi was full of dead skin and blistering, she awkwardly used the score on the love letter to imply her relief.

It's the same again this time.

Zhou Zhenyue has always been the one who has no bottom line and soft heart towards Mu Xueyi.

Pity.

I just don't know how to bow to each other.

Zhou, who has always been omnipotent, is always confused and constrained when facing the person he likes.

Xiao Ai looked at it and thought that Zhou Zong was a little cute. Thinking about it carefully, I couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

...she's really at a loss.

After all, the daughter-in-law seems to be running away with others.

Xiao Ai: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry too much. Xiao Mu is always a very considerate person. Put down your air and talk to her. I guess you only need to start, and she will know what you mean."

Zhou Zhenyue looked at her phone and murmured very lightly, "Is that so..."

Xiao Ai: "Or you can spend more time, arrange a warm candlelight dinner and prepare a gift. Always be kind to Xiao Mu. You are so cold to her at ordinary times, but suddenly you are so kind to her, she will definitely understand that you are Weakness."

Zhou Zhenyue glanced at Xiao Ai and sighed again: "If I listened to you and it didn't work, what should I do?"

Xiao Ai patted her chest: "raise your head and see you!"

Zhou Zhenyue let out an angry laugh, said "Okay", picked up her mobile phone, and prepared to send a text message with Mu Xueyi to ask her to go to the restaurant for dinner together in the evening.

But when I flipped the phone, I saw a few unread messages from Ge Weilong on the lock screen.

Zhou Zhenyue clicked into those unread messages.

[Ge Weinong: "Mr. Zhou, you don't have to go to Biyun Lanting tonight, and Mr. Mu will not be there anymore."]

[Ge Weinong: "We had something wrong in the hospital. When we just went back to the doctor and took the medicine, there was a problem with the injection. The situation is more complicated. I'm afraid I will have to stay in the hospital for a few days. It's inconvenient to elaborate."]

[Ge Wei Nong: "I will tell you about the new situation as soon as possible, don't worry."]

After these three messages, after more than ten minutes, there are several new messages.

[Ge Weinong: "Sorry, Mr. Mu said I shouldn't tell you about this, but the news can't be retracted, so you should just pretend you didn't see it."]

[Ge Wei Nong: "She specifically asked you not to come to the hospital to see her."]

[Gervinong: [Voice message]]

Zhou Zhenyue stared blankly at the phone screen, and before she could react, she clicked on the voice message subconsciously.

It wasn't Granger's voice coming out of the phone's speaker.

It was Mu Xueyi's voice.

- "Ayue, don't worry, I'm fine. Don't contact me for a few days, I'll call you when it's convenient. It's really okay, really."

The author has something to say: I had a rest today, ah, hold on for another day, rest tomorrow

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Changsheng, Huaiqiong 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Huaiqiong 2; the name is too nerve-racking, I hope I will be happy, it is a small grass, Jiangyu, Xiangnan duck, Mr. Ant_, 08161;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: come on, wife, YOYO, Aso, Feng Fei, lost. 10 bottles of once, well-known but not, Huaiqiong, wish I Qinghuan; 8 bottles of chonk; 5 bottles of skspry, hug Ajin; 3 bottles of not being a big brother for many years; 2 bottles of empty cold and wow; 1 bottle of sugar er