I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Qingtian.

Instead, Mu Qingtian felt a little uneasy.

"Old man, I appreciate your kindness."

As soon as he said this, the corners of Wen Zejun's eyes and eyebrows moved.

"Don't you want to accept it?"

"I - how do I put it?" Mu Qingtian moved uncomfortably. "I really want to accept it, and I miss those days when I can be so rude. You are too kind to me. This condition is really attractive."

Wen Zejun did not understand.

"Then why don't you accept it?"

"Why not? Actually, it's like this." Mu Qingtian paused and continued, "I have my own thoughts. Old man, if I really accepted your kindness and became the president of this new company. So what should the company be called? No matter what the name is, everyone will know that it is my company, Qingtian mu. If everyone knew. Is the Blue sky group stable?"

So Mu Qingtian was worried about this.

Bai Yishen said, "Mu Boss, I don't know anything about business. But I think even if they knew. What can I do? Maybe I'll come over and help you."

Mu Qingtian smiled kindly, "That's what I'm worried about. How many people will they come to help me? I'm afraid not. If my company was established, it would be like poaching Blue sky group. Maybe hundreds of people will resign at the same time."

Xiaoxie clapped his hands, "Isn't that great? Let's just shut down the Blue sky group."

Wen Ruting, who was beside her, pulled her and shook her head.

Xiaoxie didn't understand.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Mu Qingtian said, "You're right. It's just that I can't accept that outcome. The Blue sky group is my work. It was also the work of three generations of Mu family. I can't let this be destroyed."

There was nothing wrong with what he said.

Wen Zejun nodded.

"You're right. Indeed. I didn't think it through. Alas, your grandfather and I are good friends. I am a few years younger than him. In those days, he was also a self-made man. At that time - alas, decades had passed, and it was a snap. He died. I'm almost done."

Xiaoxie and Wen Ruting immediately came over and advised him, "Dad, don't say that."

Wen Zejun said, "Forget it. Don't always make me feel relieved. It's okay. I've seen it all before. Haha."

Mu Qingtian always felt that there was something in it, but it was not convenient to ask directly.

Wen Zejun said, "Okay. Since you disagree with this plan. Then I'll see if there's anything else. We'll have dinner here tonight. There must be some face."

Mu Qingtian chuckled, "Then the two of us will disturb the old man."

"You're welcome."

In this way, the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

After the conversation, Wen Zejun dragged bai yishen to play chess again. In the end, Bai Yishen really lost half of his eyes.

He frowned, "How did you lose?"

Wen Zejun said, "Young man, you are still too young."

Bai Yishen nodded in agreement, "Yeah, maybe I'm too young. It's still you who are old and scheming and winning thousands of miles."

Wen Zejun pointed at the board and said, "Actually, playing chess is just a game. What really matters is reality."

He looked up and asked mu Qingtian, "Can you play chess?"

Mu Qingtian shook his head in embarrassment.

Wen Zejun said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Oh, we're going to play another round, and you're not going to be with us anymore. It's very stuffy."

"Okay. I'm going to the kitchen."

After that, Mu Qingtian left.

Wen Zejun and Bai Yishen both laughed.

Bai yishen said, "This Mu Boss really doesn't have the airs to be a leader."

Wen Zejun began to play chess as he said, "Yes, this is also his precious place, no wonder so many people will follow him."

Bai Yishen agreed, "No wonder zhu ran came back to him. He was indeed a good man. Good people, of course, deserve good things."

Wen Zejun gently twirled two white seeds in his hand. The last one he used was a black one.

"Mu Qingtian is a good man. But this good man also needs help."

Bai Yishen looked at Wen Zejun, "Old man, I don't know anything about the mall. But if you need my help. I will do my best."

"Haha. Okay." Wen Zejun stared at the board. "You're really good at this game. Oh, by the way, Mu Qingtian always calls me old man. Don't be like this. After all, your good days with Xiaoxie are coming."

"Haha. Yeah. I'll have to change my mind then."

"It doesn't matter if you change your mind now."

"Haha. Let's play chess."

Suddenly, Xiaoxie's voice came from the kitchen.

"Sister, what's wrong? You don't have a good appetite."

"Nothing. It's really okay." Yun Zhuran waved his hand repeatedly.

Mu Qingtian also said, "Yeah, it's okay. It's normal."

"That's normal, Mu Boss. You're quite experienced."

"This... Hehe." Mu Qingtian giggled.

Yun Zhuran said, "Yes, of course he has experience."

Bai Yishen and Wen Zejun, who were playing chess outside, frowned at the same time. Both of them were smart people, and they could still understand these words.

Bai Yishen, in particular, suddenly dropped the chess piece in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Wen Zejun asked him.

"Old man, my head hurts a little. I can't stay any longer."

Wen Zejun stood up.

"I have a headache. That's good. Let's play next time. I have a good start. Let's keep it. Seal."

He waved and motioned for a housekeeper to come over.

The way to seal it up was simple, too, to take a picture of it with your phone.

Mu Qingtian stayed in the kitchen for a while and was pushed out by Yun Zhuran.

"You'd better go out. You can't help either. Don't make things worse."

Mu Qingtian didn't want to leave.

"Dyeing, I'd better stay here. What if you..."

"Just in case. It's okay."

Yun Zhuran pushed mu Qingtian and got him out.

Mu Qingtian had no choice but to shrug, looking helpless.

Of course, the wen family had chefs, but Xiaoxie and Yun Zhuran wanted to cook a few dishes themselves.

Mu Qingtian walked out and became idle again. Originally, he had fewer personal hobbies, but now he has none.

However, he was also tired these days. When he sat on the sofa, his eyelids felt a little heavy.

Just when he seemed to be sleeping.

Someone came over.

"Mu Boss, can I have a word with you?"

Mu Qingtian opened his eyes and saw bai yishen standing in front of him.

"Oh, Dr. Bai, of course. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Mu Qingtian had already understood what he was saying. He knew what Bai Yishen was going to say. I just don't know the details.

Bai Yishen took another step forward and came to him.

"I talked to you about Yun Zhuran, of course. I don't think there's anything else I can talk to you about."

Mu Qingtian's eyelids dropped slightly.

"Talk to me about yun zhuran, then what exactly?"

"Talk - the child in her belly. Is she pregnant?"