Chapter 72 He really did it
He Fan returned to the car, glanced at Mu Yan's coat left on the passenger seat, and started the car as if he hadn't seen it.
After he got home, he called Mu Yan.
"Did I leave it in your car?" Mu Yan asked a little embarrassedly. He had taken off his coat because He Fan had turned the air conditioning up a bit too high in the car, and he hadn't expected to forget to take it when he left. "I'm sorry, I'll come and get it from you when I have time in a few days, or you can give it to me next time we meet."
Mu Yan is usually meticulous and rarely forgets things like this, but today he had been drinking and his head was spinning. He Fan forgot to remind him. Fortunately, it was just clothes, nothing important.
"Brother, remember not to take a shower, and after you've made the hangover soup, don't forget to turn off the gas stove."
In Mu Yan's heart, he had always been a child. Seeing him acting like an adult, she couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I know. It's already turned off. I haven't taken a shower yet, so I'll just take a quick rinse."
In fact, He Fan was already older than Mu Yan was when they met, but Mu Yan still didn't realize that he had become an adult capable of taking care of others.
"Good night, bro, get some rest. I'll give you the clothes next time we meet. If you ask me to have dinner now, no one will bother you."
"Okay," Mu Yan said helplessly. He Fan probably really disliked Lu Chong for a long time, and he seemed to want to ramble on and on about how he could say something like that. "You should get some rest too."
He Fan agreed, hung up the phone, and then went into the bathroom for a long shower.
Be patient.
Don't scare him.
We can't rush things at this time.
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The hangover soup actually tasted really strange. Mu Yan frowned, took a sip, and didn't want to drink any more.
Everyone says that getting drunk can wash away a thousand sorrows, but Mu Yan felt that neither while drinking nor after drinking felt very comfortable.
He remembered something, found the ointment the hospital had prescribed for him, and applied it to the back of his neck. The injury had healed more than halfway, and it no longer hurt when he touched it.
Applying ointment to the back of her neck by herself was a bit inconvenient, so Mu Yan could only apply it to a larger area. Fortunately, the bruises were slowly fading.
I haven't had any heart pain recently.
Leaving Shang Qiyue should be a good thing from any perspective, but why does he feel a little uneasy?
A voice inside you said, "Shang Qiyue treated you so badly and cruelly. He only ever teased you like a kitten or a puppy."
Another voice said, "But when that car was about to crash into us, his first reaction was to tell you to steer to your safety. After he regained consciousness in the marking pod, his first thought was also to get you out. In the end, it was only because you consented that he marked you."
But how could I not want to? Mu Yan splashed some cold water on his face, trying to banish the chaotic thoughts from his mind, even though everyone, including him, was pressuring me.
You shouldn't drink alcohol.
After washing his face with cold water, Mu Yan felt much more awake. He went back to his bedroom, lay down, and set his alarm for tomorrow on his phone.
After that marking incident, his health deteriorated, possibly due to insufficient blood and qi. He is now somewhat drowsy and is woken up by an alarm clock every day.
There were several unread messages on my phone.
The company recently hired several interns. Sister Zhou said he was experienced and efficient, so she assigned him an intern to mentor.
Shen Jiayu is supposed to be Mu Yan's junior. Like Mu Yan, she's a beta, a lively and ambitious girl. However, she loves to gossip too much and chatters on and on. Sometimes Mu Yan doesn't know how to respond and can only sigh helplessly after she finishes talking, urging her to go to work.
"Little Mu," Shen Jiayu sent a smiling emoji, "I'll bring lunch to work tomorrow, and I'll bring you some too. What do you want to eat? You can order a few more dishes. I've been bringing my own lunch to work this week."
Mu Yan politely declined via text, not because he was ungrateful, but because while the light meals and bagels that these young people liked looked convenient, he simply couldn't stomach them and they didn't fill him up.
He had told Shen Jiayu many times to just call him by his name, but she kept calling him "brother" or "senior."
No one dislikes someone like that; being around someone with high energy levels can improve your mood.
"Eating takeout is so unhealthy. My grandma lives with me and she can cook. If you want stir-fry, I'll bring you some."
Mu Yan stared at the cute little emoticons the girl had sent on the screen, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
"Do you need something from me again?"
Shen Jiayu sent a tearful voice message; sure enough, she had forgotten what she had just been taught last week.
Mu Yan sighed, feeling quite at ease enjoying the meal. She told Shen Jiayu to bring some simple home-cooked dishes, and Shen Jiayu quickly sent a cat saluting emoji to indicate that she had received it.
The next day at noon, Shen Jiayu took the initiative to heat up Mu Yan's portion as well. Mu Yan wanted to go to the tea room to make some coffee, and just then she heard Shen Jiayu and another intern gossiping.
He had no intention of eavesdropping on the girls' conversation, and he knew they would be unaware if they discovered him, so he planned to leave as soon as he finished making the coffee.
"Mingkang's former CEO went in? Didn't he retire a long time ago? Why is he going in now? Is he taking the blame for his son?"
Ming Kang.
Mu Yan paused upon hearing those two words.
The current president of Mingkang is Shang Qiyue.
"Conspiracy theories are all saying that his son sent him in. At first, it seemed to be because of some medical malpractice and he was cooperating with the investigation. But how can a rich person like him withstand the investigation? He has done a lot of things like disregarding human life and abusing his power. His finances can't withstand the investigation either. It is said that a lot of the evidence is only available to the current president of Mingkang."
"...Moreover, when a wealthy man like Shang Hongsheng fell from grace, not a single person of similar status implicated him. It's obvious that he was set up, and it was clearly targeted at him alone."
Mu Yan was stunned for a moment. Without even making coffee, he took out his phone and typed in the name "Ming Kang".
"These rich people are really something... The rich man who was poisoned by his own son a few days ago had too many children and mistresses. Shang Hongsheng only had one child, yet he still ended up in such a tragic state."
Former Mingkang president Shang Hongsheng is in prison and refuses to give any interviews.
Business tycoon Shang Hongsheng has been imprisoned; justice will prevail and retribution will surely come.
Former Mingkang CEO Shang Hongsheng is imprisoned; his wife died young under mysterious circumstances, and it's unknown whether it was her spirit in heaven...
The sheer variety of news reports nearly overwhelmed Mu Yan. He picked one published by an official media outlet and clicked on it, recording the details of Shang Hongsheng's arrest.
Initially, the person who reported the case was a doctor at a private hospital. He went to the police station to turn himself in, claiming that Shang Hongming had coerced him into practicing medicine illegally. The police quickly intervened and, through interrogating his bodyguards and subordinates, exposed all the evil deeds he had committed over the years within a week.
Everything went incredibly smoothly, with each step demonstrating the police station's strong and impartial investigative capabilities.
Of course, the public and the media aren't fools. A little thought reveals that the fact that a large family like the business owner, who has been established in City A for so many years, could proceed with such a smooth interrogation is highly suspicious. Otherwise, how could he have remained at large for so many years without a single righteous person like that doctor reporting him?
Therefore, almost all unofficial media outlets are discussing who was responsible for Shang Hongsheng's arrest.
"Hey, what's Little Mu doing here?" Shen Jiayu was so engrossed in her conversation that she didn't notice Mu Yan had also come to the break room. "I'm already heating up your food. Would you like some coffee?"
"Senior Mu." Another intern was a little embarrassed that a senior colleague had overheard them gossiping.
"It's ready. It's alright, it's lunch break, you guys can continue chatting." Mu Yan hurriedly put away her phone, holding the freshly brewed coffee, and slowly walked back.
He walked to his seat. The computer screen was still lit, and the cursor was flashing, as if urging him to continue working and not to pay attention to irrelevant people and things.
But he wasn't a saint who had nothing on his mind; how could he truly not care?
Even ten or twenty years later, he still couldn't completely let go of Shang Hongsheng's condescending and extremely insulting attitude towards him.
Mu Yan had met many people who were not in his social class before, but most of them knew some basic pretense. No one had ever been as blatant as Shang Hongsheng, who wore the attitude of treating people as ants so openly that even if they were crushed, it wouldn't matter.
After using me in that way, they repaid kindness with enmity and threatened to make me disappear from City A completely.
The once arrogant man in the photo is now wearing prison clothes, and his eyes have become murky and dirty, as if he has aged ten years in an instant.
If it were someone with a poor memory, they might not even recognize that this is Shang Hongsheng.
In major news reports, he refused all interviews, but the more he did so, the more it confirmed that he had confessed to all his crimes without any remorse.
However, Mu Yan probably guessed that perhaps he didn't really want to refuse the interview, but rather someone was afraid he would say something inappropriate and refused on his behalf.
Mu Yan couldn't help but pay attention to this matter. Every day on his way to work, he would pick up his phone to check the news about it.
Mingkang's stock price plummeted immediately.
However, as if someone were manipulating the market, Mingkang's stock price quickly rebounded.
In an interview, a senior executive of Mingkang stated that Shang Hongsheng had stepped down many years ago, and his personal behavior was unrelated to the company. A large company like Mingkang would not be affected by such a trivial matter, nor would it disappoint its shareholders and investors.
Shang Hongsheng was sentenced to twenty years in prison in the first instance. For an old man like him who had been used to a life of wealth and luxury all his life, even ten years in prison might not be enough for him to survive until the day he was released.
He didn't even mention the second trial, which further confirmed the conspiracy theory of a father-son conflict. Shang Qiyue was his last remaining relative, and it was clearly illogical for a son not to hire a lawyer for his father during the second trial.
The police have not released details of the case, and people online have made various speculations. Many people have linked this to the untimely death of Mrs. Shang, and have listed various pieces of evidence of Shang Hongsheng's extramarital affairs over the years, saying that Shang Qiyue is avenging his mother. Some people even speculated that perhaps Mrs. Shang was angered to death by Shang Hongsheng and his mistress.
Mu Yan put down his phone, no longer looking at these wild speculations.
Shang Qiyue had promised himself, and he had indeed kept his word.
[Author's Note]
I apologize to all my readers who have been following my updates. I've been quite busy lately, only writing after classes, and haven't been able to update on time for several days. So, I'm giving out red envelopes to the first 50 readers in the comments section today. I'll try to save up more drafts during the May Day holiday. I'll try to get back to regular, on-time updates after May Day.
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