By mistake, the child’s biological father is a billionaire CEO

With a slap in the face, Shen Wanxia roared angrily: "Can't my sister and I go out shopping together?"

"No!" The two bodyguards lowered their heads and replied in unison.

"Sister! What should I do?"

Shen Wanxia looked at Long Caixia helplessly.

"Forget it! I'm not going out."

Long Caixia turned around and walked into the villa.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Shen Wanxia is so kind to help her. There must be some conspiracy. It is safer to stay at home.

Long Caixia walked back to her room and called Zhang Weiwei.

"Weiwei! Where are you?"

"I'm on the set." Soon, Zhang Weiwei answered the phone.

"What are you doing on the set? Has the set been decorated?" Long Caixia was confused.

"No! The director wants to finish the current drama as soon as possible so that he can shoot your drama." Zhang Weiwei explained.

"Oh!" Long Caixia felt a little irritable. Only Zhang Weiwei could help her now.

"Then are you busy now?"

"It's not very busy. Caixia, are you okay?"

"Something's wrong, Weiwei! Go to Mu's Group, give Muster my phone number, and ask him to call me. I'll find him if I need anything."

"Okay, I'm going to ask for leave now."

Zhang Weiwei heard that Long Caixia was asking for something from him and agreed without thinking.

"Thank you Weiwei!" Long Caixia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you being polite to me?"

Zhang Weiwei said something disgusting and hung up the phone, dealt with the matter at hand, took half a day off and went to Mu Group.

"How can I get to President Mu's office?"

Zhang Weiwei came to Mushi Group and asked the beauty at the front desk with a smile.

"Do you have an appointment?" The beauty at the front desk glanced at Zhang Weiwei and asked coldly.

"No... no appointment." Zhang Weiwei looked embarrassed.

"Sorry, I can't see the president without an appointment."

Professional answer from the front desk.

"Can I make an appointment now?"

"Now? Okay! The reservations for this month are fully booked. Let's meet the president in a month!"

The beauty at the front desk glanced at Zhang Weiwei coldly.

"No... I have something to talk to your president about now." Zhang Wei smiled helplessly.

"Something happen? If you need something, please make an appointment early!"

The beauty at the front desk was obviously a little impatient.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it happened so suddenly. Could you please inform your president?"

Zhang Wei smiled slightly, as if his smile was sticking to someone's cold ass.

"Let me make a note for you. Come back in a month. Which company do you belong to?"

The beauty at the front desk asked coldly.

Zhang Weiwei: "I...I am from Superstar Film and Television Company."

The beauty at the front desk: "What kind of business are you looking for to do with the CEO?"

Zhang Weiwei: "No business, I have some personal matters with your president."

"Private matter?" The beauty at the front desk glanced at Zhang Weiwei.

"Sorry, we are a listed company and we only discuss business and not personal matters. Miss, please come back!"

"I really have something to do!" Zhang Weiwei looked anxious.

The beauty at the front desk didn't listen to Zhang Weiwei's explanation and shouted: "Security!"

"Take her out." The security guard came in, and the beautiful woman at the front desk pointed coldly at the rustic Zhang Weiwei.

"Miss, please come back!"

The security guard stretched out his hand like a gentleman and made a handsome gesture of invitation.

"I have something urgent and important to see your president..."

Before Zhang Weiwei could finish speaking, he was pulled out of the gate of Mu Group by a tall and powerful security guard.

"You have no shame, you must let me do it to you!"

The security guard pulled Zhang Weiwei out of the door and pushed Zhang Weiwei in disgust.

Zhang Weiwei was pushed to the ground, making her dizzy with anger.

She quickly got up and called Long Caixia, "Caixia! I can't see Muster. I was kicked out of the Mu Group. You'd better come here yourself!"

"I'm locked up by my dad. I can't get out! Weiwei, don't worry, think of a way." Long Caixia held her forehead.

"What should we do?" Wanting to meet the president of Mu Group was simply a fantasy for Zhang Weiwei.

"How about you wait until he gets off work, and he will come out after get off work."

Long Caixia thought of the stupidest and most effective way.

"Okay, why didn't I think of this good idea?" Zhang Weiwei laughed at himself.

"Thank you Weiwei!" Long Caixia felt very uncomfortable when she heard that Zhang Weiwei had been wronged. She didn't have many friends, so just one friend who could help her hurt her was enough.

"If you're so polite, I'll go back."

Zhang Weiwei has a free and easy personality, and she simply doesn't like to be coy and polite when doing things.

"No, no, no! I have something very important to talk to Muster about. You must wait until he comes out, give him my phone number, and tell him to call me."

"Understood, got it."

Zhang Weiwei found a shady place and stared at the gate of the Mu Group without giving up.

Half an hour later, a black luxury Audi slowly drove out of the gate of Mushi Group.

Zhang Weiwei felt bored and opened his eyes curiously, looking through the car window to see what the people inside looked like.

People who appear in such a place are either rich or noble. Look at the rich and the poor. How do they look different?

The driver is slightly fat, about 40 years old, and should be a professional driver.

Behind them sat a handsome guy and a beautiful woman. The beautiful woman had curly hair, slender shoulders, and a pretty face. She was dressed in a professional suit that looked better and better.

The man is neither fat nor thin, tall and wearing a black suit and sunglasses. Although he can't see clearly through the glass, he can still be seen to be cool and handsome.

Handsome guys and beauties, the more you look at them, the better they look.

Zhang Weiwei looked at it pleasantly and felt comfortable, sighing that rich people just look different, handsome, handsome and confident, but their temperament is inferior to poor people.

Why does that man look familiar?

Zhang Weiwei came to his senses, wasn't that Muster?

Why is he going out with a beautiful woman during working hours?

"Must! President Mu!..."

Zhang Weiwei hurriedly chased him out, shouting loudly.

"That woman must be sick!"

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and mumbled something quietly.

"Which woman?" He Wanying asked casually out of curiosity.

"The woman behind has been chasing our car. Isn't she sick? She is!" The driver stepped on the accelerator to speed up.

"At first glance, he looks like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world."

He Wanying looked at Zhang Weiwei who was looking further and further away from him in the rearview mirror and said something contemptuously.

Zhang Weiwei spent all his life chasing the car, but the car kept running further and further away.

She was so tired that she was out of breath and felt like she was going to die.

forget it!Isn't he going to come back?

Zhang Weiwei stopped and squatted on the ground for a buffer, planning to give up chasing the car and continue waiting.

There is plenty of time today. At worst, I have to take a day off. I have to wait for him no matter what today!

"Stop the car and put the car in reverse!"

Muster glanced in the rearview mirror. Isn't she Long Caixia's friend?