I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

Mu Chen fell asleep halfway, and was bombarded by the news ahead of time, feeling very irritable.

Before the insider could call someone, the director of operations consciously knocked on the door.

"Come in." Mu Chen pinched his eyebrows wearily.

"Boss." The operator walked over anxiously, "I confirmed before sending out today's statement that there is no problem. Now this version was maliciously tampered with by someone afterwards..."

The current tension in the operation has reached its peak. The problem is under his jurisdiction. If Mr. Mu is held accountable...

I'm afraid this shocking big pot can't be solved by losing his job.

However, Mu Chen didn't say a word, and didn't even look at him.

He put on his glasses silently, and checked the statement issued by the Xingwen official blog through his laptop.

The only erroneous information in the whole article was related to the deceased. A few hours after the statement was issued, a small news agency called "Cuiyu" broke the specific identity of the deceased Jiang Xijing after verification. Only then did "enthusiastic netizens" notice the statement. Error.

Although there was a few hours in between, it felt too coincidental.

"Cuiyu." Mu Chen said, "Look up the origin of it, Xing..."

No one responded.

Mu Chen looked up, and the operation director looked at him in a daze: "Me?"

"You're still there." Mu Chen was stunned.

It's been almost a month, and Mu Chen still can't adapt to the absence of Xing Wen when he starts to work.

"Go back to the management of the official blog and find the final reviewer of the statement. They must have been bribed." Mu Chen lowered his head again, "I should read it after it is sent out."

"Boss, I..." The operation was a little confused.

"Why are you standing still?" Mu Chen hit the Enter key, raised his hand to take over the legal affairs, and tried not to get angry: "If you don't want to take the blame, hurry up and get him out."

"Thank you boss!" The operator quickly bowed and ran out in a hurry.

Mu Chen's head was about to explode when he noticed that Xing Wen had just called him.

Although he didn't have time to return, it obviously made him feel a lot better.

Mu Chen continued to deal with the whole matter, and after less than 10 minutes, an email was sent to his mailbox.

It was sent from the email address of "Xing Zhu".

After decompression, there are several attachments, about "Cuiyu", about the trolls who made "information error" a topic, and the police leaked the information of the deceased.

It happened to be the information Mu Chen needed right now.

There is a lot of content, but not half of it is superfluous.

Xing Wen leaned on the sofa in the ward, holding a notebook to accompany him to cooperate.

Just like they've been working together for the past year or so.

There was no need to talk on the phone, Xing Wen sent emails one by one, just in time to keep up with Mu Chen's thinking rhythm.

After receiving the call, the legal consultant knocked on the door and came in: "Boss...what are you laughing at?"

The whole company is busy with sad faces at the moment, and the boss is laughing while looking at the computer.

Is it already... crazy?

In this space, the online trolls are still accusing Xingwen of signing a murderer with a lot of black history as an entertainer, and now he can't even write a statement indiscriminately and fail to review it properly.

It can be seen that this company is unprofessional and has a bad attitude, with no industry ethics at all.

Just as Mu Chen received the new email, he replied to the other party with a heart, and pressed the Enter key to send.

"Boss, calm down... the situation can be salvaged now." Fa Gu was frightened to death.

Mu Chen put away the smile on his lips, and raised his head: "Get ready, and sue Shiguang when the evidence is conclusive."

Fa Gu was shocked. Which company did it so quickly?

Mu Chen didn't explain, thinking about contacting Mr. Lou Gu.

If I remember correctly, Shiguang once bullied his young wife, let's see if Mr. Gu is interested in bullying him back together, so that Xingwen can save some effort.

While thinking about this, Xing Wenxin sent an email.

Xing Wen: Mr. Gu said one billion to buy Xingwen.

With a question mark on Mu Chen's face, his men typed: Let him...

Xing Wen: I already told him to go to bed earlier.

Mu Chen left the keyboard with both hands, and laughed so much that he slumped on the desk.

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Sunny evening on Friday.

Although it is still cold, there is a kind of joy that the weekend is coming everywhere on the city roads.

Xing Wen was finally discharged from the hospital today.

The plaster cast on his right foot was removed last week. Although the injury is still swollen and painful at the moment, it is still barely feasible if he insists on walking.

Tang Yao didn't come today just in time for the exam, Mu Chen promised to come pick him up, but he didn't see anyone until sunset.

It is estimated that he is still too busy to get away, just a few days after Yuan Qi's incident, all kinds of follow-up tasks have been filled up one by one.

"I'll just take a taxi and go back. I'll leave my stuff and go to the company to see you." Xing Wen edited a text message to Mu Chen.

Before sending it out, two people that Xing Wen didn't expect came to the ward.

Mom and Dad pushed the door open one after the other and came in.

"You didn't go back?" Xing Wen looked at them.

That being said, the two couples also visited him in the hospital on the day they returned from the police station.

It's just that he was pushed to Mu Chen's house that day, and the couple didn't mention it again afterwards.

"Don't tell me in advance when you're discharged from the hospital." Dad looked at a box he had unpacked, "Is that all?"

"I thought you guys had already gone back." Xing Wen waved his hand to reject the wheelchair pushed by his mother, "When will the next project start?"

Mom hesitated for a while, then slowly said: "Not so fast."

Xing Wen was not interested in asking any more, and sent the text message to Mu Chen, touching the walking stick.

This point is quite embarrassing. After the three of them leave the hospital, they can only go somewhere to have a meal together, and what's more, the two couples will go to the house he rented.

"Boss, is there any problem?" Dad asked suddenly as he lifted his suitcase.

"I had a bone removal surgery before, and now the bones are still growing." Xing Wen said, "It's not a big problem, but regular checkups are inevitable."

The three of them left the ward together and took the elevator.

"Does it affect memory?" Mom put her hands in the pockets of the windbreaker and walked out.

Xing Wen frowned and didn't stop: "It doesn't affect."

These questions were checked by the doctor every day when he was first admitted to the hospital. Tang Yao and Mu Chen would also ask these questions, but now they are asked by parents... It always feels a bit out of harmony.

Concern came too suddenly.

The two couples fell into the customary silence again, Xing Wen walked slowly on crutches alone, the shadows of the three of them were dragged long by the setting sun.

When passing through the large group of cacti downstairs in the hospital, the stretched Lincoln of Mu Chen's family appeared.

Xing Wen's heart moved, and Mu Chen hurriedly ran down when he saw the rear door was opened.

It was probably because the heater was turned on in the car, and when I got down, I didn't even have time to put on my coat, so I was only wearing a thin white shirt.

Xing Wen stopped and watched the other party running over without moving.

It's been a long time since Zhou Xingwen's accident, the two of them never had a chance to meet each other.

"I made a mistake baby, the afternoon session will be extended..." Mu Chen was almost in front of him before he noticed that Xing Wen was following his parents.

I was cold, but now my face turned red.

The two couples didn't respond much. They never cared about their son's social status.

"Hello, uncle and aunt. I'm Mu Chen, Xing Wen's former boss." Mu Chen took a step forward and extended his hand politely.

"Current boyfriend." Xing Wen added calmly.

The expressions of the two couples changed slightly, but they still didn't say anything, only their father shook hands with Mu Chen as the representative.

Xing Wen really admired his parents' ability to stand in the cold at the moment, and the four of them were relatively speechless after shaking hands.

"Are there any arrangements for later?" Mu Chen asked hastily, "I think it's almost dinner time, why don't we have a meal to celebrate together, I'll treat you."

Xing Wen subconsciously looked at his mother, afraid of saying "no" from her mouth.

"It's good." Then the mother said, "We'll just treat you, please take care of Xing Xing."

Xing Wen breathed a sigh of relief, "Hurry up and get in the car, it's cold down there."

Mu Chen was almost frozen into a fox ball, Xing Wen stretched out his hand and pushed his back, Mu Chen still respectfully opened the car door, and invited the couple to get in.

Xing Wen got into the car, Mu Chen came up last, and the car started.

Mom and Dad consciously didn't sit in the same row with them, and answered several calls speaking fluent American English on the way.

"I'm afraid of the cold and don't wear clothes." Xing Wen took Mu Chen's cold hand.

Mu Chen didn't speak, and asked him to hold his arm with one hand, and now he felt shivering.

Xing Wen wanted to hug him, but Mu Chen turned his head to indicate that the back row could see him, so Xing Wen took off his jacket and wrapped Mu Chen tightly.

"Are you tired?" Xing Wen saw some dark circles under his eyes.

Mu Chen was taken aback and shook his head.

It seems that he is tired, Mu Chen is always too lazy to talk when he is very tired.

Just like this, staring at him blankly like a wooden man.

"Sleep for a while?" Xing Wen asked.

"Look at you later." Mu Chen leaned on the back of the chair, rubbing his face slightly towards Xing Wen, "I have to go back after dinner."

"I'm with you..." Xing Wen said.

"Ah, I almost forgot!" Mu Chen, who was still languid just now, regained his energy for a second, got up and began to search.

Xing Wen looked puzzled, and finally saw him pull out a well-stored blue square box from under the seat.

"For you." Mu Chen carefully placed the box on his lap, "Congratulations on your discharge from the hospital."

"Thank you." Xing Wen was really surprised, "What is this?"

It doesn't feel too heavy on the lap, and I can't figure out what it is, but Mu Chen... is looking at him nervously at this moment, waiting for him to lift the lid of the box.

As if afraid that he would not like it.

The author has something to say: there are about [-] words left before the main text is finished. This article will not be long, because the next three dimensions will be busy for a while

But don't worry, I will choose the most suitable point to end, and I will definitely not end it unfinished.

Let me say it quietly, visually guessing that the next chapter or the next chapter will eat foxes, I am still thinking about how to drive this wheelchair...