Mr. Mu has special provocative skills

"Whether it is true or not, we will know at the author's conference in a month's time?"

"..." After being reminded by Mu Yunting, Qi Junqing just remembered that there was still this problem!

Looking at his expression, Mu Yunting knew that he must have forgotten again.

Can't help but helplessly said: "Are you the boss or am I the boss?"

"I can't help it, my wife is too powerful!" Qi Junqing chirped at Mu Yunting's side, playing a rascal.

That being said, Qi Junqing did not dare to slack off at work. After dinner, he consciously went back to his room to deal with the backlog of work for the day.

Mu Yunting accepted his fate and continued to lie on the bed to recuperate.

"Have you discussed the date of surgery?"

"Preliminarily, it will be three months later. The experts want you to have more time to take care of your body. And it's just autumn, and it won't be too cold or too hot, just right."

"En." Mu Yunting nodded, didn't say anything, and turned to read the book.

But he was thinking in his heart, maybe I can't wait that long?

It's summer, and the weather is starting to get hot.The turmoil in the mall is gradually heating up along with the hearts of the people.

"Has the financial report for the second quarter come out?"

"It's out." The assistant lady respectfully put a stack of documents on the table in front of Mu Yunting, "This quarter, our profit has increased by 4.8 percentage points. The Maluan Bay Phase I villa has fully returned its capital. The Ministry would like to ask the chairman, whether to invest the extra profits from the first phase into the second phase of the project?"

"Let them figure it out, and decide to make a plan and sign it for me."

"This... the chairman..."

"Any objections?"

"Don't you need to go to the board of directors?"

Mu Yunting raised his head and stared at her for a while, and then the assistant lady realized that the current Mu family is almost the voice of Mu Yunting. As long as he agrees, will the other vice presidents dare to say no? ?

Not to mention that Mu Yuming listened to her precious son in everything.

While complaining about fascism in her heart, the assistant said "yes", packed up her things and hurried out to spread the word.

"Wait a moment."

"Boss, do you have any other orders?"

"Ask Fang Ritong to come in."

"Yes."

The assistant lady left with doubts, thinking, Ah-ri has been the only one to be favored recently.

When Fang Ritong came in, Mu Yunting had already changed to the sofa.

He seems to have such a casual posture every time he sees him, with one hand on the armrest and the other hand holding the financial report.

The top two buttons of the shirt are unbuttoned, looking casual and sexy.

"Here you come? Sit down."

"Yes." Fang Ritong swallowed silently, forced his gaze away from Mu Yunting's collarbone, and sat opposite him.

"The chairman came to me because of Shuangdi's business?"

"Ah."

"Chairman," Fang Ritong went over to open the folder and put it in front of Mu Yunting, "These are the basic information of the bidding company, and some related cases, please go through it. And here is the total budget of the project. If If there is no problem, please sign it."

"Well, let it go. Do you think they will tamper with this bidding?"

"Huh," Fang Ritong was thinking, the chairman came to him to ask this?But he quickly entered the state, "I think it is very possible."

After saying this, he paused.Looking at Mu Yunting's encouraging eyes, he gained strength in an instant, so he continued: "First, the Shuangdi project has been targeted since the early preparations. Everything has proved that they don't want to let this project continue. Since they can't get a hit, they can't give up, and they will probably look for the next point of attack, so bidding is undoubtedly the best breakthrough."

"En." Mu Yunting nodded, and randomly clicked his fingers on the financial report a few times, signaling him to continue.

Fang Ritong swallowed again, "Second, although I don't know who is behind the scenes, I have a gut feeling that it has something to do with the government."

"Oh?" Mu Yunting was really a little surprised now, he didn't expect this young man to be so politically sensitive, and his words came close to the truth.

"Then tell me, who do you think it is?"

"Ah-ri is just a small person. I can't guess who it is? But it is probably someone who has a grudge with the chairman and your entire family, or someone who has a conflict of interest."

"..." It really is a talent, I am not mistaken.

Until then, Mu Yunting finally made a decision, "Next Friday, you can accompany me to the State Council."

"what?!"

"What? Scared?"

"No, as long as I'm with the chairman, I'll go even if it's a mountain of swords and seas of fire. But, why me?"

"It's just a gift, anyone can do it, you don't have to think so complicated." Mu Yunting glanced at him inexplicably, thinking to himself, no matter what, he is still a stunned young man.

But fortunately, it can be carved.

"...Oh." Fang Ritong replied sullenly, with a nasal voice, sounding like an abandoned golden retriever.

"Okay, let's go out and get ready."

"Yeah." Fang Ritong glanced at him secretly again, seeing that he didn't notice him, turned around and left in disappointment.

When he got to the door, he suddenly turned around as if he suddenly remembered something, "Chairman!"

"What's wrong?" Mu Yunting was startled by him.

"Is your body better? Last time..."

Mu Yunting was a little surprised, and then smiled and said, "It's much better." After thinking about it, he added, "Thank you."

Fang Ritong became even more excited, thinking that such a gentle chairman should be guarded by himself.

Boy, have you forgotten that people have their own masters?

After Lengtouqing left, Mu Yunting interviewed some people one after another, including Gao Yongjin, the general director of the "Wangyang Terrace" project.

"What? Chairman, do you want to inspect it yourself?"

"Yes, let's go in the afternoon, you drive."

"But it's not finished yet, the terrain is bad, your body..."

"Don't you understand? Old Gao. All we need is a good word of mouth. Go prepare and remember to notify the media."

"It's… okay."

So, as soon as he went to work at 02:30 in the afternoon, Mu Yunting got on the commercial vehicle to Wangyangtai.

Along the way, as Gao Yongjin said, the terrain was not good, and the road was bumpy.

Mu Yunting was sitting in the second row, by the window, looking out of the window, frowning, obviously extremely uncomfortable.

Gao Yongjin has been secretly looking at his face, "Chairman, do you want to drink?"

Mu Yunting shook his head, he was afraid that he would spit it out as soon as he opened his mouth.

Now he doesn't care about any image issues anymore, but he has to vomit in front of the media.

"Then hold on a little longer, we'll be there in about ten minutes."

"Ah."