After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 379: Fair competition for Mu Jinhuan

Early the next morning, Mu Jinhuan and Gu Nanjie had breakfast at the dining table, and Gu Nanjie kept adding to Mu Jinhuan's plate.

"Bitter melon is beautiful, little sister, eat more."

"Milk nourishes the skin, give it to my little sister."

"Duck blood supplements iron, eat more..."

"Second brother," Mu Jinhuan glanced sideways at Gu Nanjie and resisted the urge to put the dinner plate on his head.

"Picky eating is a bad habit that all kindergarten children know."

Gu Nanjie lowered his head angrily and attacked the nutritious but not delicious food on the plate with a grimace.

Cheng Feng walked in, nodded and said: "Mr. Mu, the people sent to monitor Yin Jun sent back news. Yin Jun went to Meng Yu's house to get money. He visited several shareholders with generous gifts in the past few days, but -"

"I didn't get the content of their conversation, but when Yin Jun left, he looked like he had a chance to win. Do you think you need to find an opportunity to beat those shareholders?"

Mu Jinhuan ate leisurely and contentedly, her etiquette and manners were very elegant, like a medieval oil painting with bright colors that had lasted for hundreds of years and appeared vividly before her eyes.

She swallowed what was in her mouth, picked up the napkin on her lap and wiped her mouth, not paying attention to Yin Jun's little actions.

"There's nothing to ask. Yin Jun has been forced into a dead end by me, and the people in the court are collecting evidence. He is just jumping over the wall in a hurry, trying to stand up by taking advantage of certain people."

"Think you can turn over by recruiting a few idiots to help him prove that there is no economic crime? You are naive!"

Mu Jinhuan sneered, Yin Junkong had a thief's heart, but it was a pity that he was stupid and not challenging at all. If he hadn't been of some use to her, she would have sent him to prison long ago.

Gu Nanjie basically doesn't interfere in the company's affairs and doesn't know much about these things.

"Based on the three melons and two dates he has with his mistress, which shareholders will take the risk to help him?"

"First of all, it's not just three melons and two dates. Yin Jun's son is older than Yin Ruoqi. After so many years, Yin Jun's money from the company is more than enough to open a company."

Mu Jinhuan put down the bread in her hand and gestured with her fork on the table.

"Secondly, there is a piece of land on the outskirts of the city. Yin Jun took a photo of it early when he was in the company."

"I have read the plan before. He plans to build a high-end club. A high-end club in the suburbs, ha!"

She sneered, "Most of those shareholders went to the casino opened in the club. After all, compared with ordinary business, the profits of this marginal industry are endless."

Seeing Mu Jinhuan talking happily, Gu Nanjie thought, "It seems you have already thought of a countermeasure."

Mu Jinhuan calmly gestured to Cheng Feng and ordered: "Ignore him for now."

"If you want to make it perish, you must first make it crazy. No matter how beautiful the dream is, it will be even more painful when you wake up."

Facing the danger hidden in Mu Jinhuan's light and calm expression, Gu Nanjie lit a candle for Yin Jun in his heart with satisfaction.

My little sister is no worse than her elder brother when she acts in earnest.

After breakfast, Mu Jinhuan put on an apricot-white suit and got ready to go out.

Uncle Cheng appeared at the door and reported to her respectfully.

"Miss, Mr. Pei Mufeng is here and says he has cooperation to discuss with you."

Ever since Pei Mufeng made a "true confession" in the name of cooperation and was mercilessly kicked out of the company by Mu Jinhuan, he has never contacted Mu Jinhuan again.

But based on Mu Jinhuan's understanding of Pei Mufeng, he is not someone who gives up so easily.

It's just that although she guessed that Pei Mufeng would come again, she didn't expect that this undisciplined young man would actually get up so early and squat in front of her house.

"Don't worry about him, I'm going out right now." Mu Jinhuan turned around and waved to Gu Nanjie, then picked up her bag and left.

Gu Nanjie rubbed his chin with his fingers. Mo Huainan was useless. Pei Mufeng had something in common with Mu Mu, and his personality was not bad. His family background... This is not important. If Mu Mu really likes him, it doesn't matter what his identity is. It's not impossible to be a door-to-door son-in-law.

But there seems to be rumors that Pei Mufeng is a bit of a flower?Taking the lessons from Mo Huainan's example, Gu Nanjie decided to go back and investigate.

Outside the gate of the villa, Pei Mufeng was wearing a bright blue casual shirt with his pockets inserted, his head lowered and kicking stones.

The last time he made little Mumu unhappy, he was so scared that he spent several days with his tail between his legs. He didn't even dare to show up in text messages on his mobile phone, for fear of accidentally adding fuel to the fire again.

Unexpectedly, Jiren has his own help. Last night he saw the tidbits about Mo Huainan!In this case, what if you don't help?

So Pei Mufeng was behind the scenes, quietly adding fuel to the popularity of the news.

This is not insidious, it’s fair competition, everyone pays attention to tactics!

With Pei Mufeng's temperament, when the enemy is frustrated, it is the best time for him to take action. Not taking advantage of the situation is simply contrary to his creed that he has been in for many years.

If it hadn't been too late, he would have come to Mu's house with the contract at midnight last night.

He waited until morning to come. God knows how hard he endured this night. It can be described as living like a year and thinking like crazy.

"Didi——" The electronic lock opened, the door of the villa slowly opened, and a slender figure slowly walked out.

As soon as he saw the person coming, Pei Mufeng straightened his clothes, raised a charming smile on his lips, and strode forward to greet him, "Little Mumu, I haven't seen you for one day, it feels like three autumns have passed!"

Placing her fair and delicate fingers on Pei Mufeng's chest, Mu Jinhuan stopped Pei Mufeng from leaping like a wild horse, "Pay attention to social distance."

Pei Mufeng was a little disappointed, but his body was very obedient and he stood still immediately.

Glancing behind Pei Mufeng, Mu Jinhuan raised her eyes and asked, "Where's your car?"

Pei Mufeng frowned exaggeratedly, "It's all because I missed you too much. I drove in a hurry on the way here and accidentally scratched my head. My assistant took me to the 4S shop."

Mu Jinhuan looked cold, but looked at Pei Mufeng with clear doubts.

Pei Mufeng once raced alone with someone while off-roading in the Sahara. The other person hit and rolled over, but he was unscathed.The road to Mu's house is full of wealthy people. Not to mention cars, there are not many people to see. How can I scratch my car?
Pei Mufeng forced himself to ignore the see-through disdain on Mu Jinhuan's face and continued to ride the car shamelessly.

"Good Mumu, seeing as how unlucky I am, please take me with you."

Afraid that Mu Jinhuan would disagree, Pei Mufeng took out the folder, unfolded the contract inside and shook it, "I'm really here to discuss business."

Mu Jinhuan gave him a warning look and walked towards her car, "You better be."

She thought very simply. In just 15 minutes, Pei Mufeng couldn't do anything no matter how hard he tried.

Moreover, by finishing the cooperation matters on the road, it saves time for dealing with daily work in the company.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the bright silver supercar, Pei Mufeng couldn't suppress the excitement at the corner of his mouth. This was his first time riding in Mu Jinhuan's car.

The engine roared, and the car body moved slightly under Mu Jin's slow and joyful pedaling, like a leopard eyeing its prey, ready to go.

Mu Jinhuan tapped her fingers on the steering wheel impatiently and reminded: "Seat belt."

Pei Mufeng came back to his senses, secretly annoyed that he had lost his composure in front of Mu Jinhuan, and hurriedly grabbed the seat belt and put it on.

"As ordered!"

The next second, the supercar flew out like a bright silver lightning.

(End of this chapter)