The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

After Gu Xiuye ​​got the equity transfer letter, he immediately asked Qin Mian to complete the formalities and contacted the director.

"This is Mrs. Mu's and Mr. Mu's shares. I will take 5.00%, and the remaining 30.00% will be handed over to you. With this 30.00%, you are already the largest shareholder of the company."

Gu Xiuye ​​handed over the transfer letter he had signed.

The director sighed heavily, signed and said: "I plan to hire a professional manager to take care of YM's affairs."

Gu Xiuye ​​was slightly surprised when he heard the director's words.

He thought that even if the directors didn't want these shares, they would still be distributed to other members of the board of directors. He never thought that he would choose a professional manager to manage YM.

"It's pretty good." Gu Xiuye ​​didn't continue to ask about the share distribution, but smiled at the director and left.

Gu Xiuye ​​entrusted Qin Mian with full authority over Muran's matter, but when he went to the police station to submit evidence, he stopped by to see Muran.

"You are very happy, you finally got YM."

Muran's eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking smile.

Gu Xiuye ​​sat in front of him, bowed his head and smiled coldly.

"Do you think I'm doing it for YM?"

"Is not it?"

Muran sneered, don't look away.

If it's not for YM, then what's the point of all this he's doing?
When Gu Xiuye ​​saw that he was still obsessed with obsession, the coldness in his eyes gradually became apparent.

"I have always regarded you as a good brother, but how did you treat me?"

"I'm not interested in YM, and I don't want my uncle and aunt's hard work to be ruined, so I will invest in YM, but you can't go back to YM."

"Why don't you let me go back to YM?" Muran rolled her eyes secretly in her heart, scratching her neck.

What Gu Xiuye ​​said next made his whole heart feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"The equity of my uncle and aunt has been transferred to me. The opinion of the directors is to hire a professional manager to manage YM. You can no longer meddle in the company's affairs."

He could have asked Qin Mian to tell Muran about these things, but he just wanted to see how Muran would react.

Maybe it's because I still have expectations for him.

But now Muran completely turned his expectation into disappointment.

"What did you say?!" Muran slapped the table and stood up, the veins on his neck suddenly bursting out.

Before leaving, Gu Xiuye ​​took a deep look at him, and said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Mu has always been very kind to you. You have been in your own world for too long."

Hearing his words, Muran was taken aback, and just about to ask, but could only see the back of Gu Xiuye ​​resolutely leaving.

Seeing Gu Xiuye, Qin Mian went up to meet him: "Mr. Gu, the evidence has been submitted to the police, and the rest of the matter will be handled by the police."

"Ah."

"Shall I take you back?" Qin Mian asked.

Gu Xiuye ​​paused, shook his head, and took the key from his hand: "Go back first, I want to go somewhere."

Gu Xiuye ​​rushed to the outside of Mu Qingge's community, and wanted to go up to have a look, but felt a little timid because of his hometown.

He raised his eyes, looked through the car window at the light that was on, and for a moment didn't know how to mention his memory recovery to Mu Qingge.

After sitting at the gate of the community for a long time, Gu Xiuye ​​still couldn't figure out how to mention it to her.

He had no choice but to drive away from the downstairs of Mu Qingge's apartment.

Inside the apartment, Mu Qingge saw the news that YM's stock price had plummeted, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly flipped through the next few messages.

It's all about excessive formaldehyde in YM clothing.

The products sampled include YM's mid-to-high-end products, but except for the high-end customized products, the rest of the clothing basically has more or less formaldehyde exceeding the standard.

For this situation, it ignited the anger of consumers.

Flipping through the news, Mu Qingge couldn't help but feel terrified, but these revelations were too coincidental, and a possibility emerged in her mind.

But this possibility was quickly suppressed.

If Gu Xiuye ​​regained his memory, why didn't he come to her?
Mu Qingge suppressed this thought back to the bottom of her heart, but it planted a seed in her heart, which will take root sooner or later.

Huaxiangrong's performance is very good, much higher than other similar jewelry brands.

After the quarterly report came out, Mu Qingge and Zhou Shuang decided to report a jewelry exhibition exclusively for Hua Xiangrong.

This exhibition can also be regarded as a report card handed over by the two of them to the outside world.

Xu Xiaoran sat in the conference room with difficulty with her big belly.

"Didn't I just tell us to go there? Why did you come here in person?"

Mu Qingge looked at her protruding belly and frowned.

Zhou Shuang also echoed, "Aren't you about to give birth? Mr. Chen can still let you out?"

Xu Xiaoran raised her eyebrows triumphantly, and smiled: "He's on a business trip, and he's been locked up at home for too long, I'm almost suffocated to death."

After finally taking advantage of this opportunity to sneak out, how could she let it go!
Mu Qingge smiled helplessly, and gently stroked her lower abdomen.

"Don't listen to what your mother says!"

Immediately, she glanced at Xu Xiaoran reproachfully: "Pay attention to prenatal education! Don't say these things in front of the child."

Xu Xiaoran stuck out her tongue before turning the topic to serious business.

"I contacted my former modeling friends and they were willing to come over."

"But I don't understand, what do you need models for your jewelry exhibition?"

Xu Xiaoran was a little surprised when Mu Qingge said that her jewelry exhibition needed models to walk the catwalk.

Aren't jewelry exhibitions on weekdays all about putting jewelry in display cabinets?
Mu Qingge and Zhou Shuang looked at each other, and both of them smiled at the same time.

"I want to make a small show, and I need models at the beginning, and I think jewelry is the existence of setting off people. Lying alone in the display cabinet, beauty is beautiful, but after all, something is missing."

Mu Qingge patiently explained to her.

Xu Xiaoran nodded half-understood: "You asked me to find a domestic model, because you want to do a national style show?"

Zhou Shuang snapped her fingers, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I didn't expect you to be so smart, I thought of it all."

"Hua Xiangrong is based on the national style. We want to use this theme for the first exhibition, and it will also deepen the public's impression of us."

The three discussed the exhibition again until night fell.

"It's getting dark, you have to treat me to dinner."

Xu Xiaoran grabbed Mu Qingge's arm, pouted and looked at her pitifully.

"Okay! What do you want to eat?" Mu Qingge readily agreed.

"To eat that newly opened Japanese food? I begged Chen Zehao for a long time, but he was unwilling to take me there."

When Xu Xiaoran mentioned the newly opened Japanese grocery store, his eyes lit up.

Seeing her expression of holding back for a long time, Mu Qingge couldn't help but smiled and nodded in response.