Zhu Yuanqing moved aside, his face cold and indifferent, not at all like the easygoing person he was just now at the Fang family.
Seeing this, Xiangyang snorted coldly, becoming more certain of his thoughts, and asked, "Xu Mo, what exactly are you going to do?"
"You don't think your parents really want you back, do you?" Xiangfangyang sneered, "I've been with my parents for over twenty years. If they wanted you to come back, they would have just told you. You'd better have some self-awareness and figure out your place!"
Zhu Yuanqing raised the corner of his lips and said, "Position? So, tell me, is it more useful for you, a clueless idiot, or for me, who can talk to Mu Honghui?"
Xiang Fangyang glared at him and wanted to refute, but he knew that what Zhu Yuanqing said was true.
Although he was not in the company, he heard that the cooperation with Mu's company had not been going smoothly recently. Judging from his parents' personalities, they would definitely not let go of Zhu Yuanqing, the ladder they had obtained.
They value profit the most, and they are not the biological children of the Fang family. If Zhu Yuanqing interferes...
"He's just a cripple!" Xiang Fangyang raised his voice, "Let's wait and see if that cripple can help you!"
Cripple?
Zhu Yuanqing's eyes turned cold.
A person’s injuries are never a reason for others to point fingers at him or her.
Although Mu Honghui was in a wheelchair and still had some inappropriate thoughts about him, Zhu Yuanqing had never looked down on him in any way.
He shouldered the burden of the Mu Group before he even graduated. After finally leading the Mu Group to the top, he injured his legs and could no longer stand up. Instead of feeling depressed, he severely punished those behind the scenes. Zhu Yuanqing always admired such people.
"Cripple?" He lowered his eyes and chuckled, "He's crippled, so what use are you to?"
"A bar? A hotel? Or your close friends?"
Xiangfangyang took a few steps back. He didn't expect that Zhu Yuanqing knew everything.
After saying that, Zhu Yuanqing raised his phone, waved it in front of Xiangyang, and said with a smile: "Do you think I recorded it?"
Xiang Fangyang opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhu Yuanqing in disbelief: "How dare you record this?"
"What? You're allowed to speak but others are not allowed to hear?" Zhu Yuanqing asked back, "If what you said got to Mu Honghui's ears, and if Mr. Fang accidentally found out, what would you do?"
No one likes to be called a cripple. Xiangfangyang could imagine the consequences with his eyes closed. He was anxious, but still refused to admit defeat.
Zhu Yuanqing gave all these accounts to Xiangfang Yang, but now he was too lazy to care about him and turned around and left.
Xiangfangyang watched Zhu Yuanqing walking farther and farther away, his expression changing again and again, but he still didn't catch up with him.
His impression of Xu Mo was still stuck in the past. After what happened today, he even suspected that Xu Mo had ulterior motives when he pursued him in the first place.
When he reached the roadside, Zhu Yuanqing didn't expect that the bodyguard was still waiting. He got in the car and told the location of a restaurant. After thinking about it, he sent a message to Mu Honghui.
With a flick of his fingertips, he deleted the original recording file.
Those recordings didn't have any substantial content to begin with. Besides, he had already made a plan, so there was no need for Mu Honghui to hear these unpleasant words.
After asking the driver to go back first, Zhu Yuanqing walked into a private room, looked at the people who were already waiting, and said with a smile, "Boss Jin."
The man in the box had white hair on his temples, but he looked very energetic. His eyes were bright and he kept staring at the box door. He thought of all kinds of situations in his mind, but he didn't expect the person coming in to be so young.
At first he thought that this person had taken the wrong path, but unexpectedly he heard the voice "Mr. Jin".
He asked tentatively, "Mr. Xu?"
Zhu Yuanqing nodded.
After hearing the reply, Jin Weitai calmed down and went forward enthusiastically.
"I didn't expect Mr. Xu to be so young. He's truly a rising star. I really admire him!"
He was sincere in what he said. He and the Fang family were old rivals. The two companies had similar positioning and they had always been rivals. He didn't expect that this time they said Wanchuan would soon become a partner of the Mu family, which really scared him.
Fortunately, Mr. Xu helped me.
Thinking of this, his smile became more sincere.
"I should be the one saying this. Mr. Jin is admirable. You have a unique vision and are a leader in the industry." Zhu Yuanqing said.
After some commercial hype, the two gradually got down to business.
Jin Weitai took a sip of tea and sighed, "Thanks to Mr. Xu's skills, otherwise Wanchuan would have left us behind this time."
He said that we cleverly pulled Zhu Yuanqing onto the boat to test his intentions.
Zhu Yuanqing remained noncommittal. "President Jin, please pay more attention to Wanchuan. They've been eyeing this collaboration eagerly. I hope President Jin won't let everyone's efforts go to waste."
"Of course." Jin Weitai sneered, "Wanchuan has been on a downward trend in recent years. Believe it or not, Mr. Xu, even if it's not me, there are still a lot of people eyeing it."
"That's good." Zhu Yuanqing said, "Then I will wait for good news."
An entire afternoon had passed since the discussion. When Zhu Yuanqing returned to the Mu family, it was already past dinner time. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a pile of food on the table.
Mu Honghui was sitting aside reading a magazine. He looked up when he heard the voice: "Are you back? Are you hungry? The food is just heated up."
Zhu Yuanqing frowned and sat down: "Didn't I say I wouldn't be back this afternoon?"
Mu Honghui sent a message to him this afternoon. Zhu Yuanqing simply said that he had something to do and specifically told him not to worry about him, as he would probably be back very late.
Mu Honghui put down the magazine and his eyes stopped on Zhu Yuanqing.
"You are going to Fang's house today, and you probably won't have dinner. You can ask the driver to come back first. He will probably be busy in the afternoon." Mu Honghui analyzed.
"Then you guessed it right." Zhu Yuanqing looked at him sideways.
"Eat quickly." Mu Honghui raised the corner of his mouth.
Where is the analysis actually?
Just in case.
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