100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 2365 I'm Going Tomorrow
Bowing his head and kissing her hair softly, Mu Yijun's brows were tightly wrinkled, and tears wet his eyes unknowingly, but he quickly restrained this sad emotion, and the corners of his lips raised a beautiful arc.

Everything will be fine, it will be fine...he prayed in his heart.

After a while, Tang Tang asked him, "Why don't you compare the lists? You have time now."

"Don't worry, go to the company and look again, I want to hug you right now."

"..." She leaned against his shoulder and held his arm tightly.

The car drove to Mu's Group, and they went to the company first, and it was still morning.

After arriving at the company, Mu Yijun sent Tang Tang to the office of the design department. She looked very ladylike in a long-sleeved dress and a hat.

"Mr. Mu is good."

"Mr. Mu is good."

All the designers who saw him greeted him in awe, and everyone was very happy. The girl looked at Mu Yijun still full of admiration and love as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

He is not aloof at all, and he will nod to everyone with a gentle face.

He sent Tang Tang to her position, and then thoughtfully closed the curtain behind her.

And said to some designers sitting next to them, "Liu Li, Zhang Xia, don't open the curtains anymore, keep them covered."

The girls sitting on the left and right sides of Tang Tang turned their eyes, "Oh, okay!" They didn't react a bit, and the president actually remembered their names!What an honor!
Mu Yijun's phone rang again.

He took it out and looked at it, and Tang Tang turned his eyes and said to him, "You go up first, Uncle Wen must be looking for you urgently."

"Okay." Mu Yijun looked at her while holding the cell phone that kept ringing, "I'll come to you at noon, and we'll have dinner with Junhao."

"Okay." She nodded.

Then he walked towards the door of the office with his mobile phone, but did not answer the call.

Tang Tang turned on the computer, and the two girls at the desk next to her were still very excited. How could the president know their names?
What luck!
That voice is so magnetic! !
But it's strange, why can't the curtains be opened?

Wouldn't it be better to let the sunlight in?Sunshine can bring people a good mood, and glass is heat-insulating.

They didn't dare to ask, and could only obey silently.

Tang Tang quickly put into work.

Mu Yijun took the elevator upstairs and walked quickly towards the CEO's office. The man's face was extraordinary and handsome, and his beautiful eyes were like falling stars, but there was a hint of sadness hidden inside.

He didn't answer the call, it was from Uncle Wen.

Before Mu Yijun walked into the office, Uncle Wen was depressed with his mobile phone, didn't he come back?Why don't you come to the company?What happened?Anxiety with a hint of worry.

Hearing footsteps approaching from far away, Uncle Wen in a black suit turned his eyes, "..." He saw the tall and slender figure outside the glass wall.

"President Mu."

"Uncle Wen, what did you call just now?"

"Where did you go? Ali said that you arrived in Jiacheng three hours ago."

"I went to the hospital." Mu Yijun didn't hide anything, and walked towards the desk.

Uncle Wen followed him, "What's the matter? Who's sick?"

He sat down in the custom-made leather chair, looked up at Uncle Wen, "Tang Tang."

The eyes of the two people came together, and Uncle Wen's heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong with Tang Tang?"

Mu Yijun frowned slightly, and said sadly, "Pigmented dry skin, its main manifestation is the fear of ultraviolet rays. Acute sunburn or relatively long-lasting erythema may occur after prolonged exposure to the sun. Her current condition Fortunately, it is being controlled with drugs, but it cannot be cured, and medicine has not yet reached this level.”

Hearing this news, Uncle Wen was terrified!

Uncle Wen didn't speak, "..." He was worried and sad.

Mu Yijun sighed softly, "It doesn't matter if you are indoors. Generally, the disease will occur outdoors, and only the areas exposed to the sun will have erythema. If it is so severe, the erythema will turn into blisters, or cause erythema. Skin cancer, and DNA damage."

"Is it so serious?" Uncle Wen's heartbeat missed half a beat, "Then... go to Dr. Gu!"

"I'm going for a trip." Mu Yijun seemed to be walking dead, "You help me arrange the work and postpone it later."

"it is good."

"Then don't disclose this matter." He repeatedly confessed, "Especially Tang Tang, she doesn't know it yet, and I'm worried that she will have psychological pressure and aggravate her condition when she knows it."

"Understood, I will keep it a secret." Uncle Wen asked him again, "Aren't you going with Tang Tang?"

"No." He replied, "I'll just take the test results with me. He's a doctor and can understand it."

Uncle Wen thinks the same, and Tang Tang's condition can't be hidden.

"Are you going tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, I'm going to meet Shen Junhao today, and have lunch with him at noon. Please clear the contract. The annual salary column is empty. I'll stamp it and bring it to him."

Uncle Wen was stunned, this was unprecedented in the contract history of the Mu Group.

"Should he fill in the annual salary by himself?" Uncle Wen worried, "Isn't that bad?"

"..." Mu Yijun didn't speak, his mood was still solemn.

Uncle Wen stood by and looked at him, frowning slightly.

There was silence in the office, and there was a trace of depression in the air...

"Mr. Mu, how much annual salary do you plan to give him?" Uncle Wen persuaded softly, "Estimate the value and fill it out yourself?"

Mu Yijun raised his eyes and met his worried gaze, "Jun Hao is the illegitimate son of the Sheng family, and this status is also very honorable."

"..." Uncle Wen came back to his senses, "But we won't buy his identity. We don't know the attitude of Mr. Sheng. His identity is not recognized."

"Brother Sheng has a clear attitude. He is secretly helping Shen." Mu Yijun said, "And I'm not buying his identity. He is the youngest Turing Award winner in the world. How many companies are throwing olive branches at him? , since he is willing to talk to me, I believe that there is a friendship between us, and he will not open his mouth like a lion."

"..."

Hearing what he said, Uncle Wen felt that it made sense.

There is no more persuasion.

Mu Yijun said to him, "Go and make the contract, he can choose the position himself, as long as the major suits him."

"Okay." Uncle Wen saluted, turned and left.

Mu Yijun sighed, took out the checklist from his pocket, frowned and stared at the data, it was exactly the same...exactly the same as the one checked out in London.

He squeezed the list tightly and closed his eyes in pain.

……

two hours later.

Mu Yijun left the CEO's office with the contract that Uncle Wen had made. He was holding a red sun umbrella with lotus leaf lace in his hand, which was very delicate.

Go downstairs to the design room.

Walking towards her sitting in front of the window, the curtain behind her is drawn.

"Tang Tang, Mr. Mu is here." Someone who passed by her reminded her in a low voice. When they looked at Mr. Mu, their eyes were full of golden light.

(End of this chapter)