Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Qingtian. Mu Qingtian felt a little embarrassed instead.

"Old man, I appreciate your kindness."

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

"Don't you want to accept it?"

"I -- how to say." Mu Qingtian moved awkwardly. "In fact, I really want to accept it. I also miss those days when I can be surprised. You are too kind to me. This condition is really attractive."

So Wen Zejun doesn't understand.

"Then why don't you accept it?"

"Why not accept it? In fact, it's like this." Mu Qingtian stopped for a moment and then said, "I have my idea. Sir, if I really accept your kindness and become the president of this new company, what should the company be called? No matter what the name is, everyone will know that it is my Mu Qingtian company. If you know it, can blue sky group be stable?"

It turned out that Mu Qingtian was worried about this.

Bai Yishen said, "Mr. mu, I don't understand business. But I think even if they know. What can they do? Maybe they will come to help you."

Mu Qingtian smiled kindly, "that's what I'm worried about. How many people will come if they come to help me. I'm afraid there will be no less. If my company is established, it will be digging the corner of the blue sky group. Maybe hundreds of people will resign at the same time."

Xiao Xie clapped his hands: "isn't that great? Just close down the blue sky group."

Wen ruting beside her pulled her and shook her head.

Xiao Xie doesn't understand.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Mu Qingtian said, "you're right, but I can't accept that result. The blue sky group is my hard work. It's also the hard work of three generations of Mu family. I can't let these be destroyed."

There is nothing wrong with that.

Wen Zejun nodded.

"You're right. That's true. I didn't think about it clearly. Alas, your grandfather and I are good friends. I'm a few years younger than him. He also started from scratch. At that time - alas, decades have passed. It was a flick of the finger. He died. I'm almost there."

Xiao Xie and Wen ruting immediately came over and advised him, "Dad, don't say that."

Wen Zejun said, "forget it, don't always let me feel relieved. It's okay. I've seen it for a long time. Ha ha."

Mu Qingtian always thought there was something in this, but it was inconvenient to ask directly.

Wen Zejun said, "well, since you don't agree with this plan, I'll see if there's anything else. I'll have dinner here tonight. I have to face it."

Mu Qingtian laughed: "then we two will bother the old man."

"You're welcome."

In this way, the atmosphere is much easier.

After finishing the topic here, Wen Zejun took Bai Yishen to play chess. As a result, Bai Yishen really lost half his eyes.

He frowned: "how did you lose?"

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

Bai Yishen also nodded and convinced: "yes, maybe I'm too young. You're old and spicy, planning strategies and winning thousands of miles."

Wen Zejun lit the chessboard and said, "in fact, playing chess is just a game. What really wants to win is reality."

He raised his head and asked Mu Qingtian, "can you play chess?"

Mu Qingtian shook his head in embarrassment.

Wen Zejun said, "there's nothing to be ashamed of. Oh, we're going to have another set, and you don't want to accompany us. It's boring."

"OK. I'll go to the kitchen."

With that, Mu Qingtian left.

Wen Zejun and Bai Yishen laughed.

Bai Yishen said, "this general manager Mu really doesn't have the airs of being a leader."

Wen Zejun started playing chess and said, "yes, this is also his value. No wonder so many people will follow him."

Bai Yishen agreed: "no wonder ZhuRan will come back to him. He is really a good man. A good man must be rewarded."

Wen Zejun gently twisted two white seeds in his hand. In the last game, he used sunspots.

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

Bai Yishen looked at Wen Zejun: "Sir, I don't understand the shopping mall. However, if you need my help, I will try my best."

"Ha ha. OK." Wen Zejun stared at the chessboard. "You're really good at playing chess. Oh, by the way, people always call me master. Don't do that. After all, the good day for you and Xiao Xie is coming."

"Ha ha. Yes. Then I have to change my mouth."

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

"Ha ha. Let's play chess."

Suddenly, Xiao Xie's voice came from the kitchen.

"Sister, what's the matter? You have a bad appetite."

"It's all right. It's really all right." Yunzhuran waved her hand again and again.

Mu Qingtian also said, "yes, it's all right. It's normal."

"It's normal, Mr. mu. You're quite experienced."

"This... Ha ha." Mu Qingtian giggled.

Yun ZhuRan said, "yes, of course he has experience."

Bai Yishen and Wen Zejun, who were playing chess outside, moved their eyebrows at the same time. Both of them are smart people. They still understand these words.

Especially Bai Yishen, the chess piece he grasped suddenly fell down.

"What's the matter?" Wen Zejun asked him.

"Old man, my head hurts a little. I won't go down first."

Wen Zejun wants to stand up.

"Headache, well, let's do it next time. I have a good start. Keep it first. Seal the plate."

He waved and signaled a housekeeper to come.

The method of sealing the disk is also very simple, that is, take a picture with your mobile phone.

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

"You'd better go out. You can't help. Don't make trouble."

Mu Qingtian doesn't want to go.

"Ranran, I'd better be here. In case you..."

"Don't be afraid. It's okay."

Yun ZhuRan pushes Mu Qingtian down and gets him out.

Mu Qingtian had no choice but to shrug his shoulders.

Of course, the Wen family has chefs, but Xiao Xie and Yun ZhuRan want to cook some dishes themselves.

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

However, he was also tired these days. As soon as he sat on the sofa, he felt that his eyelids were a little heavy.

Just when he seemed to have to sleep.

Someone came over.

"Mr. mu, can I have a word with you?"

Mu Qingtian opens his eyes and sees Bai Yishen standing in front of him.

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

Speaking out, Mu Qingtian already has a spectrum in his heart. He knows what Bai Yishen is going to say. I just don't know the specific content.

Bai Yishen took another step forward and came in front of him.

"I'm talking to you, of course. I don't think there's anything else to talk about with you."

Mu Qingtian's eyelids fell slightly.

"Talk to me about cloud bamboo dyeing. What are you talking about?"

"Talk - the baby in her belly. She's pregnant, isn't she?"