President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

The next day, the weather in Dubai remained the same, the sunshine remained the same, the blue of the Persian Gulf remained the same, and even the palm trees were as green as before.

In the headquarters of Mu's Consortium, more than a dozen elevators are running up and down non-stop, and in the international synchronous conference room on the 99th floor, the board of directors is held as usual.

In the huge conference room, the air-conditioning was turned on to a pleasant temperature. On both sides of the conference table, sat the directors of the Mu Family Consortium. On the opposite TV wall, the separated images were the heads and major shareholders of each branch. them.

Followed by two assistants, Mu Junqian walked into the conference hall in a well-fitting black suit, looking as elegant and tough as a black panther.The smooth marble floor and the crystal chandelier were all infected by the black clothes, and they suddenly felt a little more condensed and evil.

Jun Mu Junqian sat in the middle seat, his black eyes swept over everyone present, and finally glanced at the vacant seat on his right, which was Mu Jing's seat.

At this time, a shareholder spoke first, "President, there were media rumors this morning that the vice president had an accident yesterday. This news is not good for the consortium."

Some people also echoed, "Yeah, it just so happens that the vice president didn't attend the board of directors today, which is really speculative."

Mu Junqian's lips have that consistent smile again, making it difficult to see what he is thinking. He has been in charge of the Mu's Consortium for three years. In fact, no one can guess what he is thinking. This man Her smile is always so charming, but there is always a surprise behind that smile.

"I think everyone should care more about their own interests. The media department will give a clear answer to the vice president's affairs." The lazy voice sounded so majestic.

At this time, an elderly director said, "The president is right. We are just worried about the impact of this incident on the consortium, and we are also very concerned about the share distribution of the vice president. After all, it is a large part share."

There seemed to be no change on Mu Jungan's handsome face, he just raised his hand, and an assistant behind him stepped forward and said solemnly, "Everyone, according to the established documents of the International Legal Department, any shareholder, whether it is If he dies or voluntarily withdraws from the Mu Family Consortium, the shares in his hands will have two destinations. First, he will be inherited by his children or someone he designates after legal procedures. Second, in the absence of the first clause, he will automatically accept the consortium. Acquisition."

After the assistant finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then glanced at the TV wall, and continued, "Up to this moment, we have not found the legal succession procedures for Vice President Mu Jing, so this part of the shares will be acquired by the consortium."

Everyone took a deep breath one after another. It seemed that something unexpected happened to Mu Jing, and his shares did not have time to sign a document and be handed over to the two children to inherit. If he did so, he would be acquired by the consortium, which meant that Mu Jun had to do it. The shares held will be more, and everyone will get a corresponding proportion.

"Do you have any doubts? If not, the legal department will enter the relevant procedures." Mu Junqian's voice could not hear the emotion.

Everyone glanced at each other and agreed, because this is a normal procedure. Besides, according to the Mu's consortium's practice, Mu Jing's shares will be distributed to each shareholder in proportion, which means that their money And a lot more.

Just as the assistant was handing over the documents to the lawyer, a voice came from outside the door—— 
"Hold on."

The voice was so familiar. When everyone's eyes followed the direction of the voice, only Mu Jungan sat on the comfortable soft chair without moving.

It wasn't until that person walked into the conference room gracefully amidst everyone's sighs and astonishment that the corners of Mu Jungan's lips curled up lazily. The arc was so perfect, but there was no warmth or emotion.

The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Joshua, the special assistant to the president of the Mu Foundation.

Behind him were several bodyguards and reporters from several media outlets.

"President Mu, I think your plan will be put on hold." Joshua walked to Mu Jing's position, staring at Mu Jungan with a pair of blue eyes, and said confidently.

Mu Junqian turned his head, black pupils swept his face, and said calmly, "Joshua, you came later than I thought."

Everyone present was stunned by the conversation between the two, especially what Mu Jungan said, as if he expected Joshua to come.

An imperceptible astonishment also flashed across Joshua's face, but he quickly regained his composure.Then he said, "President Mu, I need to remind you that my current identity is the vice president of NK Group."

Like a nuclear bomb, his words exploded in the conference room, shocking everyone present, including everyone on the TV wall.

Mu Junqian wrapped his arms gracefully around his chest and raised his eyebrows, as if waiting for him to continue talking.

At this time, Joshua's blue eyes swept over everyone, and then said to Mu Junqian, "I think President Mu wants to explain Mr. Mu Jing's whereabouts."

An assistant standing behind Mu Junqian immediately said, "Joshua, the president has already said that the media department will give an answer to this matter. If you friends from the media are interested, please wait for the media conference of the Mu's consortium later. .”

Joshua shook his head and said unhurriedly, "Everyone, I received a call from Mr. Mu Jing yesterday, saying that if something happened to him, the murderer is likely to be Mu Jun. But today, all kinds of evidence show that, Mr. Mu Jing really died in Mu Haigang, and at that time, President Mu, you happened to be back there too, may I ask, what's going on?"

At this time, all the shareholders present were in a panic, because no one expected that the special assistant to the president, who had always been obedient and capable, would now turn against him in full view of the public.
And the people from the media kept approaching the front, cameras, video cameras, recorders, everything was available, just to record every expression, every sentence, and even every word of Mu Junqian.

Mu Jungan smiled, without any panic on his perfect face, but asked lightly, "You also said just now that if something happens to him, I, Mu Jungan, may be the murderer, but it's just 'possible' ! Are you questioning me today just because of the phrase 'possible'? What difference does it make?"

Joshua was slightly startled when he said a word, he had been his assistant for three years, he knew this man's ability too well.Then he asked with a serious face, "Mr. Mu, what I just said is evidenced by Mr. Mu Jing's recording before his death, and it was also proved yesterday that Mr. Mu Jing never came out after he arrived at Mu Haigang. And today it is still Someone proved that Mu Jing himself was not found in Mu Haigang. However, the wine cellar in Mu Haigang has been closed, what is going on?! I hope President Mu will not explain it as wine cellar decoration or the like, that would be too perfunctory."

Mu Junqian smiled lowly, his black pupils were like starlight in a cold night.Then he stretched out his big hand, took the document handed over by the assistant behind him, and slammed it still on the conference table, and said loudly, "This is the answer of the Mu's consortium to Mu Jing's disappearance, and it will be announced at the media conference later. If you can’t wait, you can take a look.”

All the directors present were very curious, and human curiosity would never disappear no matter what position they were in, and the heads of the various branches on the TV wall looked eagerly waiting.The cameras of the media focused on the document one after another.

I saw Joshua reach out to pick it up, opened it for a look, then raised his blue eyes, and glanced at the various media behind him meaningfully, then looked at Mu Junqian, and said sarcastically, "Suicide? Mr. Mu Jing died at ten o'clock last night. At around nine o’clock, he committed suicide?! President Mu, don’t you think such an answer is too naive?! Who would believe that he committed suicide?”

Then, he turned to the reporters again and said, "I really can't think of any reason for Mr. Mu Jing to commit suicide, and there was no sign of suicide before. However, as the president of NK Group, Mu Jing recently had some business conflicts with President Mu."

When Jun said this, he suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Junqian with blue eyes.

Everyone understood what this look meant—Mu Junqian killed someone because of business competition.

The assistant behind Mu Junqian stepped forward and stopped, "Joshua, you need evidence for your words. If you slander the president like this, the consortium can definitely sue you."

"My evidence is very clear, but I hope that President Mu will show the evidence of Mr. Mu Jing's suicide." Joshua Bufan retorted weakly.

At this time, Mu Jungan's body slowly left the back of the chair, and Ang Zang's body sat upright. He was dressed in a black suit and a black armchair, giving people an invisible sense of oppression and absolute majesty.

"Joshua, if you suspect me of murder, you should go to the police station to file a complaint. Naturally, the police will intervene in the investigation of this matter. Now the answer of the Mu's consortium is - suicide." The relaxed voice seemed to say something that had nothing to do with him Same thing.

Joshua said disapprovingly, "NK Group has already reported to the police, and I believe the police will have an answer soon. But everyone wants to know what is the basis for judging Mu Jing's suicide! It can't be President Mu, right?!"

After his words fell, the media began to move around. After all, the news was too explosive - the president of the Mu's consortium was suspected of murder? !This is definitely not a trivial matter. With such an opportunity, one will either become famous overnight or die a miserable death. However, there are still many people who are willing to gamble for money and status. After all, the Mu's consortium can't do anything to themselves in the public eye!
And the working directors also turned their attention to Mu Jungan, and seemed to be waiting for his explanation. Although according to Joshua, the police will intervene in the investigation, at least, Mu Jungan should indeed produce evidence to prove his words , This is the power of public opinion.

Mu Jungan's arms were resting on the table, his black eyes were cold and unfathomable, no one seemed to know what he was thinking now, but the kingly aura exuding from him made people dare not underestimate it watch for.

After a while, Thin Lips raised a lazy and domineering voice and said, "I, Mu Jungan, don't like to explain things to others. Since everyone is interested, it doesn't matter."