CEO Husband, Please hold me tight !

"Yucheng, I will accompany you to the company."

Su Luan turns her eyes and looks at Mu Yucheng with firm tone.

She's going to go with him.

The reporters are sharp and mean.

Whether it is written in the newspaper or on the Internet, it is extremely hurtful.

At this time, how can she let Yucheng face it alone.

No matter how powerful he was, those words stabbed him.

Mu Yucheng looks at her firm eyes, a warm feeling rises in the heart, expelling indifference.

I don't want to say no more.

After breakfast, Su Luan goes to the kitchen to bring him the Chinese medicine.

After taking the medicine, they went out together.

Outside, the reporters were patient.

Camera lens to the villa inside, see a car out of the villa, one by one excited to take pictures of the car.

"Mu Shao has come out."

In the crowd, someone yelled.

The sound of the trumpet made the reporters indifferent.

On the contrary, someone asked aloud, "Mu Shao, is what the newspaper says true?"

"Mu Shao, are you really sick or can't cure the disease?"

"Mu Shao, please tell me what kind of disease you are suffering from, and whether it is true as the newspaper said..."

"Mu Shao, will you leave the company and concentrate on recuperation? Who will be entrusted with the management of the group? Is it your uncle Mu Qingfeng and his cousin Mu Ziyang?"

In the driver's seat, Amu stares at the reporters in front of the car coldly, and really wants to step on the accelerator

"Amu, stop."

Mu Yucheng's voice is indifferent in the car.

Amu pursed his lips and stopped the car.

Mu Yucheng lowered the window glass and looked at the reporter outside, "I have already called the lawyer about the rumors in the newspaper..."

Outside the car, the reporters felt only a cold current.

Summer turned into winter.

The man in the car clearly has a calm tone, but it gives people a sense of oppression that can't be breathed, and the chill that is hard to resist.

"Then mu Shaoneng explains where he went in the first half of the month, and why there is no Z City?"

There are bold questions.

The rest, it seems, have survived his problems.

And his eyes were burning at muyucheng in the car.

Muyucheng opens the door and gets off.

Next to him, Su Luan saw him get out of the car and open the other side of the door to get down.

"I heard that Mu Shao and Miss Su have gone to the imperial capital, and Miss Su's biological parents are in the capital. Mu Shao should have gone to Miss Su's home to propose marriage."

A clear voice rang in the crowd.

Su Luan follows the voice to see, that young female reporter, she remembers.

She had spoken for her at previous press conferences.

On Su Luan's eyes, the young woman reporter gently smile, "I said those reports in the morning are not credible, Mu Shao looks like a very healthy person, where there is a sick appearance."

"Mu Shao, we hope those reports are rumors. Are you really well?"

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine."

Mu Yucheng looks the same.

People can't see the slightest difference.

Some people began to doubt, others felt that what the female reporter had just said seemed reasonable.

If we insist on saying that Mu Yucheng's mental state is different from that of ordinary times, it is also because his grandfather has just passed away.

He was tired of grief and toil.

In addition, we really can't see the state of incurable patients who will die soon.

"Yucheng and I still have to go to work. Please excuse me."

Su Luan opened his mouth quietly, his voice was soft and cool, and his voice was cool and noble.

The reporters unconsciously stepped back.

"A press conference will be held later, and I will ask the Secretary to inform you of the exact time."

Mu Yucheng looked down at his watch and said.

With this promise, people finally got out of the way.

Mu Yucheng and Su Luan return to the car.

When the car drove by, Su Luan heard someone whispering, "Mu Shao doesn't look like he's sick."

"Well, there may have been deliberate rumors."

She turned her eyes to muyucheng.

Mu Yucheng heart to her, two eyes meet.

He slightly hooked his lips, Su Luan also returned to him with a smile.

And then actively grasp his hand, and its ten fingers clasp.

Mu Yucheng droops his eyes, his eyes fall on the fingers of two people holding each other, and his eyes are stained with shallow tenderness.

Moose group.

As soon as he arrived at the company, he was surrounded by a group of shareholders.

"Vice president, is the report in today's newspaper true?"

"Yes, is mu Shao really sick?"

In my pocket, the mobile phone playing chess keeps ringing.He perfunctorily said to several people in front of him, "that's a rumor."

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

It's a call from a customer.

He has received more than a dozen since he got up in the morning.

They are all asking whether the news in the newspaper is true or not.

Is mu Yucheng really suffering from a terminal disease, and will their cooperation with Mu's group be affected

Playing chess took a look at the call, turned off the voice, and put the mobile phone back in his pocket.

Too lazy to answer.

"Vice president, will Mu Shao come to work today?"

Someone asked.

"If Mu Shao is not ill, how can someone say that he is suffering from an incurable disease and will not survive this year?"

"You ask me, how do I know why those people spread rumors?"

Chess player rolled his eyes and looked impatient.

"When will moosho come to the company?" Another old shareholder asked.

"Don't you call yourself and ask?"

Playing chess went to his desk and sat down. He leaned into the chair, ignoring the people in front of him.

Someone pulled out a cell phone to make a call.

But the line is busy.

"Yucheng is very healthy. If you don't believe it, transfer your shares to me.

If you believe me, you should do what you want, and you won't lose one point in the bonus

A few minutes later, the chess player opened his eyes, and saw that the men had not left, so he spit out a sentence coldly.

Originally intended to wait for mu Yucheng to come, asked several shareholders to listen to his words, can not help hesitating.

"Yu Cheng's temper is known to you. He arrived late today to deal with rumors and reporters blocking his door.

If you come to the company and you come to question him, he is not happy. At the end of the year, you are afraid that the dividend will be less than zero. Don't blame me for not reminding me. "

Interest is the most important thing.

This threat is more powerful than a bomb.

After hearing this, several shareholders exchanged two sentences in a low voice, and decided to withdraw before muyucheng came to the company!

"Vice president, if we have something else to do, we can't wait for less admiration.

Mu Shao is a busy man. We have been to the company. You don't have to tell him! "

Someone said with a smile.

Play cold hum, open the computer, no longer pay attention to them.

The others followed and left his office.

Walking in the last one, he also kindly closed the door of the office for him.

The chess player looked at the closed door and made a mockery in his eyes. A group of snobbish people with no conscience!

Only money in my eyes.