Mu Rongfeng walked out of his office, and his secretary immediately handed him a file folder: "This was delivered from New South Technology."
Mu Rongfeng's lips curled into a slight smile: "So they've finally decided to bow their heads?"
New South Technology was their business partner, and three rounds of negotiations had ended in discord.
Mu Rongfeng was actually quite concerned about face, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with that. After all, which entrepreneur at his level wasn't concerned about face?
He took the folder and opened it right in front of his secretary.
What's the point of someone bowing their head without an audience?
Mu Rongfeng's smile gradually deepened, but then suddenly froze into a rigid expression.
That rigidity quickly transformed into embarrassed anger.
"Where's Mu Bai!"
The secretary was startled and instinctively looked up at the documents... what documents? They were all photographs.
One even fell to the floor.
The protagonist in all of them was their young master Mu!
"Young Master Mu should be in the Marketing Department... I... I'll go find him." The secretary's voice became unsteady.
He didn't dare look at the photos more closely and turned to leave.
"A phone call will do," Mu Rongfeng said coldly, lifting his chin slightly. "Pick up that photo first."
"Yes." The secretary's back was covered in cold sweat.
"Who delivered the file? Have security detain them." Mu Rongfeng said before turning back into his office to call New South Technology's CEO.
The secretary picked up the photo and went to the secretarial office to make the call. As he left, he faintly heard their President Mu seemingly getting into another argument with New South Technology...
Now the other party would probably never bow their heads again.
Mu Bai was interning in the Marketing Department, and it took less than five minutes for him to be called to his father's office.
He pushed open the door together with the secretary just as Mu Rongfeng put down the phone receiver and said coldly: "New South Technology says they have nothing to do with this."
His first reaction had been to think that the other party was unwilling to bow their heads and had decided to use his son to threaten him.
The secretary awkwardly added: "We questioned the person who delivered the file. They didn't know anything about it either. The file might have been switched before it reached us."
Mu Rongfeng turned to stare at his son and threw the photos at him: "Who did you offend?"
Mu Bai bent down to pick them up, also looking shocked: "I..." He couldn't even fully understand what was happening.
After hesitating for a moment, he still asked: "Are you sure this isn't one of your enemies deliberately targeting me?"
"Bullshit! Don't try to change the subject! Just explain these... these photos weren't taken in one day, were they? There are shots from all seasons, spring, summer, autumn, and winter!"
"You were followed for so long and you didn't notice anything?"
This was what angered Mu Rongfeng the most.
"Call Zhang Ruoshui and tell her you need to fly abroad suddenly to handle something, and you'll invite her to dinner at our house another day."
Before his son could speak, Mu Rongfeng had already coldly finished speaking.
Mu Bai finally found a chance to speak: "This matter..."
"We'll discuss it after Zhang Ruoshui's birthday party."
Mu Bai was stunned for a moment.
Mu Rongfeng massaged his temples, thinking his son still lacked cunning. Was he expecting too much? No, it was just that the second-generation rich kids in Jin City's circle were too shrewd!
Mu Rongfeng finally explained: "Whoever is behind this will become clear after the birthday party."
*
When Zhang Ruoshui received Mu Bai's call, although she was a bit surprised, she didn't ask many questions.
Everyone was busy.
This was normal.
Just before Mu Bai hung up, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you disappointed or relieved?"
Zhang Ruoshui had just submitted her group assignment, and remembering Hang Meng's words, she asked directly: "My classmate says you like me."
Mu Bai almost dropped his phone, his heart leaping to his throat.
"Is that true?" Zhang Ruoshui asked him.
Mu Bai lowered his head: "What do you think?"
"I don't think so."
"...Oh, you're right."
After the call ended, Mu Bai felt like nothing had gone right that day.
He gripped his phone, about to throw it.
But in the end, he didn't. Instead, he opened his contacts and blocked all his girlfriends and ex-girlfriends abroad.
"It's rare for someone not to like Zhang Ruoshui, isn't it?" Mu Bai muttered as he lit a cigarette.
But almost no one dared to confess to her clearly.
It hadn't reached the point of fearing her family background yet.
Someone like Zhang Ruoshui was clear about relationships and thoroughly rational. These traits became more apparent as she grew older.
If she were to reject someone face to face, or even use that all-knowing tone to softly say, "Actually, you don't like me that much, you just want something..."
Never mind ordinary men, even someone like Mu Bai who grew up among rich kids cared about face.
His father shouldn't have said those things back then, which made every step he took afterward seem wrapped in a shell of ulterior motives.
"If you could just show even a little concern for me..." Mu Bai extinguished his cigarette and said softly: "Just a little..."
Mu Bai irritably pressed his head, and this time really threw his phone.
Who sent those photos!
*
Sheng Yuxiao flew to Jiang City and returned to Jin City, landing at 5:45 PM.
The secretary could barely hide his fatigue, but when he looked at the man beside him, he still appeared energetic and even had time to go home and change clothes.
The young man in formal attire had changed from a sharp black suit to a softer gray one.
The secretary suddenly thought of today's negotiation meeting...
Actually, since reaching adulthood, he had become very good at concealing his temper. Many people found it difficult to associate him with the "unruly" character of his youth.
Was he in a hurry today?
He had scared the other party so much they quickly signed the contract.
"Are you tired?" Sheng Yuxiao suddenly turned to look at the secretary and driver.
"No, not at all," the secretary and driver hastily replied one after another.
But Sheng Yuxiao opened the driver's door and said: "I'll drive, you two sit in the back."
The secretary and driver were stunned: "How... how could we do that? What would that look like?"
Wouldn't that be like making President Sheng their driver?
But Sheng Yuxiao had already sat down, adjusted the seat back, and fastened his seatbelt: "What? You want to sit in my passenger seat? Someone else will be sitting there soon."
The secretary and driver couldn't say anything more and quickly got in the car.
"Are you going to pick someone up?"
"Mm, you can close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll drop you off at Guangming Road, and you can head home yourselves. Come pick me up later. I might drink."
Sheng Yuxiao explained in a calm and gentle tone.
The secretary felt his mood seemed quite good.
At this time, Zhang Ruoshui had just left the library with Hang Meng and Hang Meng's secret crush.
Hang Meng asked: "Isn't it getting late? Didn't that handsome guy in the Cullinan invite you to dinner at his house the other day?"
"It was canceled," Zhang Ruoshui let out a light yawn.
Hang Meng smiled and said: "Then why don't you come have Korean BBQ with us?"
"I'll pass." Although she was blind when it came to emotions, since she knew Hang Meng liked the person next to her, Zhang Ruoshui naturally wanted to give them space.
"You two go ahead."
Hang Meng was so moved she didn't know what to say, when suddenly she looked up.
"Hey, isn't that the Cullinan coming again?"
Zhang Ruoshui frowned slightly, thinking Mu Bai wasn't like this when he was younger, why had he become so strange now?
They walked toward the car.
Zhang Ruoshui quickened her pace.
Suddenly, the car door opened first.
Sheng Yuxiao got out from the driver's seat and smiled at Zhang Ruoshui: "Sorry, little duck, because my schedule was tight, I wasn't sure if I'd make it in time, so I couldn't tell you about this surprise in advance."
Zhang Ruoshui pressed her lips together, wanting to run up and hug him like she used to when she was little, but held back: "It's okay. Because I have a surprise for you too... um, dinner at the Mu family was canceled."
"Oh, did something happen at the Mu family? This really is a surprise. I was planning to just come see you for a moment and leave..."
Hang Meng slowly recovered from her shock: "Isn't this... President Sheng? I thought it was..."
Sheng Yuxiao suddenly turned and asked with a smile: "Who did you think it was?"
