Chief husband, strong love!

Su Yan asked, "what do you think?"

“……”

Mu Bei answered and didn't expect her to answer.

Even if he said he would, she would deny it.

He picked up his cell phone and called his assistant, "today's press conference is cancelled."

The assistant who knew that Mu Beishen had not got on the bus for a long time was about to ask him about his situation. Suddenly, he heard this decision and was a little confused. "Mr. mu, are you kidding? Most of the reporters have arrived and are waiting for you."

"Then tell them to make some compensation next time."

"But the news has been released, and now you don't show up. The outside world doesn't know what to guess."

The matter of resurrection from the dead already exists to deceive the public and investors.

Many people are still skeptical.

As a result, he was absent from the press conference, and the outside world would make many uncontrollable guesses about his life or death.

This will have a great impact on Mu's share price.

"Why don't you record a video? It means that you have recovered well..."

As long as you can calm people's hearts, you can prevaricate the absence of such a thing.

"No." Mu Beishen said, "you should doubt that the video can be picked up. Just when your body doesn't recover well, the press conference will be held at another time."

Assistant: "

Mu Beishen hung up.

Su Yan thought, "will this have a little impact?"

"Probably."

Su Yan actually guessed what impact it would have.

He is not only a successor to Mu's power, but also the soul of Mu's character.

When he died, Mu's share price plummeted overnight, and his market value evaporated tens of billions of dollars. After half a year, there was no improvement and has not recovered so far.

Now there is such a resurgence, and the official press conference is missing.

She said just now that it was not so bad, but I'm afraid the losses in these days are incalculable again.

"Let me state first." Su Yan immediately said, "no matter how much loss is counted on Mu Zhao's head, it's none of my business."

She stood up, glanced at most of her breakfast and pushed the plate across.

"Yan'er..." Mu Bei lowered his eyes and looked at the plate she pushed over.

"Let's make up for your loss. Anyway, you can't find a servant for a moment. It's not that you live in the wilderness and no one will come to order a takeout."

Su Yan knew that he was going to mention what to do when the servants left.

She can't do it

Even if she wants to get rid of the servant because of her unreasonable request and make him lose a lot of money, she can't do it.

Her hands have never cooked in her life. Even when she was most down, she just made noodles by herself.

But when the plate was pushed past, she realized that he might not eat what others left.

"If you dislike it, pour it out and wait at least half an hour for your assistant to bring a breakfast."

Who let him live in the wilderness!

Su Yan said and left the restaurant, regardless of his plan.

Anyway, he has hands and feet and can't die of hunger, but he's full.

Su Yan went to sit on the sofa in the living room for a while, still wondering if he had to cook by himself without saying a word.

So she got up again and walked towards the window on the other side of the living room.

Although it's a little far away, you can just see the location of the restaurant from this angle and the place where Mu Beishen sits.