Chapter 388: You won’t grow taller at 23
"According to you, Ms. An is truly the eldest daughter of the Beijing circle?" Mu Xinyi frowned in thought, the silver studs on her brow reflecting golden light in the sunlight. "Then the malicious attacks on her on Weibo yesterday were a deliberate attempt by her business competitors to suppress her?"
No wonder those bad reviews are so stupid!
It turns out that he couldn’t get a share of the cake and wanted to overturn the table!
"Just do your own thing and don't worry about other things." Fang Sheng said slowly: "Let me remind you, she hates others who are self-righteous and interfere in her affairs the most."
Mu Xinyi shrugged innocently, "I'm just asking casually. It's a fight between gods, and a small shrimp like me has no ability to interfere."
I just feel sad that Lan Yinqiu was so blind as to offend someone he shouldn't have offended. He must be regretting it now, right?
Because she has risen to a high position with the help of men, she thinks that all the famous and powerful women in the world have achieved success with the help of men.
Superficial and stupid!
With a "Ding Dong" sound, Fang Sheng's phone received a new message.
He clicked on it to check, then quickly shut off the screen. He put his phone back in his trouser pocket and looked up at Mu Xinyi: "The equipment and furniture purchased for the studio have arrived. An Ran asked me to go over and sign for them and arrange them. You should go back to Chuanhe to handle your resignation."
Mu Xinyi nodded and asked, "Where is the address of the studio?"
"The former Jingyue Culture," Fang Sheng said calmly in response to a puzzled look, "the director team for Qiao Yichen's concert was from Jingyue Culture. After such a huge mistake, Qin Mu directly acquired Jingyue Culture and gave it to An Ran as a gift."
Mu Xinyi's lips twitched, "He's really rich and inhumane..."
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No. 9 Jiangpan, Unit A, 32nd Floor.
It had been a long time since he came back here, and Lu Yi felt a little uncomfortable the moment he walked in. He looked around the house, and every corner was clean and tidy, without a trace of dust.
It seems that although he and Lu Heng are not at home, Duan Jingyao still sends people to clean the house regularly, as if he is waiting for them to come back all the time.
Lu Yi casually draped his suit jacket over the back of the chair and collapsed on the sofa tiredly. His mind was in a mess and he felt a little guilty towards his younger brother Duan Jingyao.
Guilt? How could he, a complete lunatic, feel such an emotion?
He sat up, picked up his phone and flipped through the address book. It was empty with only five contacts. Then he remembered that this was a new phone Meng Anran had bought him, and Duan Jingyao's number was not saved at all.
However, he still remembered his brother's phone number and dialed it directly.
The call was quickly connected, and a slightly hurried voice rang out: "Second brother, how are you? Where are you now?"
The feeling of being cared for and nervous made Lu Yi's heart tremble, as if a tiny electric current ran through it.
He had never felt this way before, and his tone softened unconsciously: "How did you know it was me?"
"An Ran sent me your new number last night."
"Oh..." Lu Yi frowned and thought. Meng Anran seemed to be able to guess that he would call Duan Jingyao.
He said calmly, "I'm going home."
"You're home already?" Duan Jingyao was stunned for half a second, then immediately closed the document in front of him, "Then I'll be back now."
"No, you should focus on your work." Lu Yi yawned and said lazily, "I'll take a nap first and come to you for lunch at noon."
"Okay." Duan Jingyao nodded to himself, unable to hide the joy on his face, as if he was still an immature younger brother who longed for his brother's care.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yi held the phone and thought for a moment, then called Lu Heng again.
Again, it was connected very quickly.
The guy was as cold as ever: "What's the matter?"
"I can't call you if nothing's wrong?" Lu Yi said confidently, and asked casually, "How's the research on the antidote going? Isn't it because you can't make it that you've been staying abroad and dare not come back?"
Lu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly. His stupid brother was as sharp-tongued as ever and liked to act cool and cause trouble. Who did he inherit this personality from?
"Very free?" He spat out these two words coldly.
"I'm so bored, I'm getting moldy." Lu Yi lay on the sofa, playing with his sunglasses boredly. "I have a lunch appointment with my younger brother. I haven't seen him in a long time. I wonder if he's grown taller."
Lu Heng: "...you won't grow taller at 23."
"Oh." Lu Yi rolled his eyes. "I wonder if his IQ has improved or if he has become smarter."
Lu Heng was speechless. What sins had he committed in his previous life to deserve such a stupid brother in this life?
He sighed secretly and returned to the topic: "Are you in a hurry to get the antidote?"
"I've signed up for the Bayinke car race in August. Who knows if I'll be judged as violating the rules if I use your antidote?" Lu Yi said lightly.
However, Lu Heng understood what he meant.
Bayinke has a steep terrain and a harsh climate. Many athletes fall off cliffs and die in the competition every year. It is notoriously dangerous.
Lu Yi wanted to use an antidote before the game to remove the toxins in his body that affected his nerves because he hoped to stay sane during the game.
He wanted to come back alive.
"Wait." Lu Heng said these two words coldly and hung up the phone.
On the 32nd floor of Unit D, Meng Anran was also staying at home alone, but she was not as bored as Lu Yi, who was calling people everywhere to chat and seek attention.
After finishing the breakfast prepared by Qin Mu, she went back to the study to do her work.
Although Ruiming Group was handed over to Mu Yuqin for management, the position of chairman was not easy to hold and there were still many matters to deal with.
In addition, she has invested in many companies, and the annual reports submitted alone are enough to keep her entertained for the whole day.
"Boss, the information about the Jiang family in Gangcheng has been sent to your email." Xiao Li works diligently in the group and is on the phone with his boss who is working from home.
"Got it." Meng Anran logged into her email and opened the document sent by Xiao Li to read.
Last night, when Qin Mu mentioned that he was invited to attend the birthday party, his expression was not right, and he didn't seem to be familiar with the Jiang family in Hong Kong.
Mr. Qin has been dead for many years. The Jiang family suddenly contacted him. Could it be that they simply wanted to meet their old friend’s grandson?
If this is true, why was Qin Mu the only one invited, and why wasn't Qin Hua notified to attend the banquet as well?
It is always a good idea to do some homework in advance. If the Jiang family really has other intentions in inviting Qin Mu to go there, he will not be caught off guard when he arrives in Gangcheng.
The document moved to the next page as the mouse wheel scrolled, and Meng Anran's eyes swept over the brief introduction of the Jiang family members.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang have two sons and one daughter, and their grandchildren are one boy and two girls.
When Meng Anran saw the last line about the youngest Miss, her eyes widened suddenly, staring at the last three words in disbelief: "Child, child marriage?!"
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