Don't mess with the rich girl

Why does Mu Qingqing let this woman come to Mu's house to have some incense? Why did the woman count MuQing? What's good about muqingqing?

"What are you doing? My daughter is getting married. Why are you worshipping dead people here? You deliberately make us unlucky?" Su Cuiyu was very angry and yelled downstairs.

Bai jiaoniang looked at her seriously. When Mu Qingqing was bullied by the mother and daughter that year, she chose to swallow it. A few years later, the mother and daughter were still so arrogant and domineering. "Mrs. mu, your daughter Mu Qingqing is a very excellent girl. I didn't attend her funeral. I can only give her a pillar of incense to express my comfort."

"Thank you for thinking about my daughter. It's a guest. Have a casual meal." Mu Anren just heard it, and his eyes just glanced at Su Cuiyu.

"Mr. mu, long time no see." Bai jiaoniang turned and looked at Mu Anren in a suit, which was very different from the temperament of the little boss in those years.

"President Bai has developed well in recent years. Your brand has branches in several surrounding cities." Mu Anren doesn't know much about the garment industry, but when he chatted in the circle, someone occasionally talked about the name Bai jiaoniang. He heard that he was from city a, so he asked more questions.

"Where, where, in those years, it was your help that made it today." Bai jiaoniang always remembers that the money for opening the factory at that time was invested by Mu Anren. Although it was transferred by Mu Qingqing, it was inseparable from Mu Anren's full support.

"My help?" Mu Anren looked at her suspiciously.

"At that time, I just opened a small tailor's shop. If it weren't for the one million yuan sponsored by you, the brand of Bai jiaoniang wouldn't be as beautiful as it is today." I've wanted to say thanks to Mu Anren in recent years. Today I finally had a chance. Bai jiaoniang looked at Mu Anren gratefully.

"What a million?" Mu Anren was even more confused. He had never invested in outsiders.

Bai jiaoniang thought, this man can't have such a bad memory, can he? I don't remember investing a million?

"President Mu usually has a lot of people coming and going, probably because noble people forget too much. But it doesn't matter if you forget. I always remember this kindness." Bai jiaoniang justified herself.

Mu Anren looked cold and said seriously, "I always have a good memory. Except for the furniture industry, I never set foot in fields I'm not good at. You said I invested one million in you. Where did you go?"

In doing business, Mu Anren has always been cautious. He won't participate in all industries like others, so mu's furniture is of high quality and is quite famous in this industry.

Bai jiaoniang was stunned by his question.

The money was hit by Mu Qingqing on her card. Mu Qingqing said it was given by Mu Anren.

There's something strange about it.

Is it difficult that Mu Qingqing stole money from her family to support her career?

"Mr. mu, it's all a thing of the past. I'll disturb you today." Bai jiaoniang took a look at Mu Qingqing's portrait. The Mu family thought Mu Qingqing was dead. Why do you mention it?

"Anren, Qingqing stole a million from her family?" Su Cuiyu was particularly sensitive to numbers. When she heard Bai jiaoniang say that Mu Anren sponsored a million, her face suddenly became ugly.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll go to the company to check the accounts. Leave your contact information and I'll call you if there's anything." Mu Anren suspects nothing else, but how mu Qingqing came to this million.

"Mr. mu, your daughter Mu Qingqing is a very sensible child. I don't believe stealing money will happen to her. Although I don't know how she got the million, it certainly won't be stealing." Bai jiaoniang is angry at Su Cuiyu's slandering of Mu Qingqing.

"She's not without a criminal record." Su Cuiyu answered this. In a moment, her face changed slightly. Mu Qingqing explained what happened at that time to Mu Anren.

Mu Anren's face is not good-looking. He can remember that Mu Qingqing said she didn't steal money.

"Mr. mu, I appreciate Mu Qingqing's support for my career. Now she's gone. Do you want to chill her heart by checking that account?" Bai jiaoniang was furious. She couldn't see the people of the Mu family bullying Mu Qingqing. Even if Mu Qingqing died, she wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

"In case our wooden family lost a million, do you want to run?" Su Cuiyu felt a pang of flesh pain. It was a million dollars of real gold and silver.

"If your family really loses this million, I'll return the original money." Bai jiaoniang said in a cold tone.

Mu Anren frowned. It's not that the Mu family can't afford to lose a million owners. When she said this, it's like the Mu family is stingy.

"I'll ask the finance department to check the one million yuan account. If there is a deficit, I'll deal with it by myself. You don't need to return it. She helped you when Qingqing was there. She wanted to help, and the Mu family was willing to help." Mu Anren said his decision.

This is like what a father said. Bai jiaoniang is in a better mood.

Su Cuiyu's eyes looked at Bai jiaoniang bitterly. Anyone who appreciated Mu Qingqing was blind. Mu Qingqing is so big. What's good. If you have a good-looking face, you don't like to pretend to be tall. Why is she always haunted in Mu's house? Even a tailor came to her house to give her incense.

"Miss Bai, one million is really nothing for the Mu family, but since your clothing store is supported by Qingqing, she should have shares on your side?" Su Cuiyu is not stupid. It seems that Bai jiaoniang has a good impression of Mu Qingqing and gets Mu Qingqing's help. The clothing store must have dividends.

What a calculating woman, she thought of the dividend very quickly.

Bai jiaoniang looks at Mu Anren. She remembers that Mu Qingqing said that she could not share with Mu Anren, but only sponsor. At that time, Bai jiaoniang thought she was trying to earn dividends as pocket money, so she agreed.

"Cough..." Mu Anren coughed awkwardly and motioned Su Cuiyu to shut up.

But it seemed useless. Su Cuiyu thought it was a signal to pursue victory. She chattered: "Qingqing is a little younger in our family. Miss Bai is mercenary and swallowed all the money Qingqing invested in your company. It's really a black heart."

"Mr. mu." Bai jiaoniang shouted Mu Anren seriously. She wanted to save Mu Anren some face, but she didn't let Su Cuiyu slander her.

"Stop talking. Bai is not such a person." Mu Anren scolded Su Cuiyu in front of outsiders. He can only gently remind Su Cuiyu.

"Yes, the little Limu family disdains to mention it, but does Miss Bai have the good intention to mix in the circle? If this kind of thing is said, Miss Bai's face will have no place to put." Su Cuiyu restrained a little and spoke a little euphemistically.

"Mrs. Mu's seniority is still shallow. I won't argue with you. Mr. mu, just understand." Bai jiaoniang smiled politely and alienated. She had to give president Mu three thin faces anyway.

"My qualifications are shallow? How can my qualifications be shallow?" Su Cuiyu snorted coldly, glaring at Bai jiaoniang and feeling unhappy.

"Don't you understand? Qingqing sponsored president Bai." Mu Anren said to Su Cuiyu in a deep voice.

Su Cuiyu turned pale. She thought Mu Anren wouldn't be angry with her. She muttered, "isn't sponsorship investment?"

Mu Anren immediately felt ashamed and angrily said, "sponsorship is equivalent to donation."

"Mr. mu, I have something else to do. Let's go first." Bai jiaoniang nodded slightly, with an elegant smile on her lips, but her eyes clearly mocked that Su Cuiyu was illiterate.

"I'm sorry for being rude." Mu Anren apologized with great grace.

"This is my business card." Bai jiaoniang put her business card on the tea table. The elegant white pattern accompanied by the golden dress logo shows a feeling consistent with her temperament. "President Mu has found that there is a problem with the account. You can call me at any time."

Su Cuiyu looked at the position column with the general manager written in it. Her anger burst out in front of her, "you're a female liar. Didn't you say you were a designer assistant just now!"

"I'm really the assistant of the chief designer, and my sideline is just the general manager." Bai jiaoniang walked out with her back to her, and replied lukewarm.

"You!" Su Cuiyu wanted to scold her, but mu Anren stopped her.

"Well, I've lost my face to outsiders. Xiao Yun, please stop." the tone is full of helplessness, but full of tolerance for someone. Mu Anren comfortingly patted Su Cuiyu on the shoulder.

Su Cuiyu was stunned. Oh, what a small cloud!

Bai jiaoniang took her assistant and left. Mu's family recovered a brief silence. Mu Anren stood in front of Mu Qingqing's portrait, took out all the incense inserted in the incense burner, and then inserted it into the water cup to destroy it.

He felt it unlucky to incense the living.

"Anren, you just forget about that million?" Su Cuiyu asked him reluctantly.

"Didn't I say that I would let the financial audit. If there was a deficit of one million, I would take out this part of the money from my private account to make up for it." Mu Anren explained again.

"That's what muqingqing did. What do you fill in with real gold and silver? Is the money burning flustered?" Su Cuiyu accused him of being impetuous. "Why not let the woman surnamed Bai return?"

"Xiao Yun, as like as two peas, is a man of honor." the wood group is a listed company. How many eyes do you have outside? Do you not know? "Mu Anren was annoyed at her dislike appearance, but she had the same face as Su Cuiyun, and the woman on his heart.

"But that's a million," said Su Cuiyu, biting her teeth and staring at him.

"How many millions can the Mu family earn a month? If it's only a million, how many more millions will it lose?" he tried to reason with Su Cuiyu. After that, he took out a card from his wallet and gave it to Su Cuiyu.

"Well, don't worry about such a small thing. Take this card and buy what you like." Mu Anren generously contributed his card.

Taking the card from Mu Anren, Su Cuiyu's face was much better.