camouflage amnesia

[Mu Yishan and Ran Qingmu both fall on the soft big bed (cloth rubbing sound)]

[(Gasping sounds gradually getting louder)...(Mu Yishan intermittently weeps)...]

[Mu Yishan: No more (crying)...stop...sister...please...]

[Ran Qingmu (curved lips): (gasp) It's late. ]

He Mu stood behind Qiu Ni, feeling complicated.

...is too real.

Qiu Ni moved her neck and stretched her waist, which is really excellent!

She lightly touched the ground with her feet, turned the swivel chair, and after 180 degrees——

Frightened, he fell off the chair and sat down on the ground.

"Little, little Mr. Mu!" Qiu Ni stood up, trying to block the screen, her hands trembling.

"Why don't you go eat?" He Mu asked nonchalantly.

"I... I'm not hungry."

Qiu Ni cried because of her stupid answer.

He Mu: "I saw it."

Qiu Ni: "..."

He Mu: "Send it to me."

Qiu Ni's facial muscles couldn't be controlled by herself, and she kept cramping, trying to squeeze out an awkward but polite smile: "Xiao Mu always... Seriously?"

He Mu raised an eyebrow.

very serious.

"Then I'll send you an email?" Qiu Ni asked tentatively.

"Hmm." He Mu answered, and asked again, "Is this a script?"

Qiu Ni nodded.

He Mu: "Is there still someone dubbing it?"

Qiu Ni gushed old blood into her throat, supported the table, and nodded again.

He Mu: "Where can I hear it?"

Qiu Ni smashed the pot, took out her mobile phone, opened the app in front of the boss, searched for "Sick President and Her Sick Cinderella", and a radio play came out.

She said with a dry smile: "Everyone is generating electricity for love, the update time may not be fixed, but there have been several episodes."

He Mu said again: "Looking at the name, Mu Yishan should be Gong, right?"

Bright hints.

Qiu Ni nodded resolutely: "Sister attack for a while, sister attack forever!"

On the surface, he is as stable as an old dog, but inside he is panicked.

How could Xiao Mu even remember the protagonist's name so clearly!

It's over, Mr. Xiao Mu must have discovered the connection between the names!

He Mu smiled with satisfaction, and patted Qiu Ni on the shoulder: "Go ahead, come on."

As soon as the boss turned around, Qiu Ni collapsed on the chair.

It's okay, there's no need to hide it anymore, the two bosses can see it clearly!

But the person involved didn't seem unhappy... Hehehe...

Qiu Ni said in her heart: "The cp I'm eating is sweet!"

When He Mu returned to the office, he clicked on the radio drama that didn't look very serious. He could hear that the production was not that good, but it was a bit on the top.

Occasionally, faint, blushing voices can be heard.

If you don't pay attention, you will finish listening to what has already been released.

I have to say that Qiu Ni is really talented.

He Mu put down his phone, feeling extremely empty inside.

I really miss, I miss Mu Qingran so much!

I want to press my sister on the bed... this way... and this...

He Mu laughed until his eyes narrowed, and his shoulders trembled.

After thinking about it.

Mr. Xiaohe sighed, the big boss is not here, so he has no motivation to go to work.

The person who was missed was sitting in a Ming-style decorated hall at the moment.

Mr. Yue sat on a grand master's chair at the opposite door, and at a round table, several directors sat down in order.

Mu Qingran was sitting opposite Mr. Yue, with her back straight and without any timidity.

Mr. Yue smiled and said, "Our Jinding Club hasn't had any young faces for a long time. A group of old guys can only talk about fishing and playing birds."

The corners of Mu Qingran's lips curved slightly: "President Yue is modest."

In recent years, like Mr. He, Mr. Yue has hardly intervened in the affairs of Yuehui Group, but it doesn't mean that they really don't care about business at all.

The chairman and director have not been replaced for so many years, which shows that the status of the two old men cannot be shaken.

"Mu is always young and promising." One of the directors surnamed Huang held the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose with a smile on his face, "Our Dingshan should have more young people like this."

Jinding Club is located in Dingshan, a suburb of Beijing, and many people refer to it as Dingshan.

Director Huang was very satisfied with what Mu Qingran promised, so he naturally tried his best to speak for her.

The director surnamed Bai next to him sneered, and said, "Since when has the threshold of our Dingshan been so low that anyone can get in? As far as I know, what is the name of that KM? It's in Nancheng?"

Director Bai's family is a pharmacy with a century-old foundation. It has been a wealthy family since the Qing Dynasty. Although it has experienced some turmoil later, it has made a comeback.In his bones, there is arrogance.

In his view, emerging industries are not long-term things.

Internet entrepreneurs, in particular, often talk about hype, and their valuations can easily reach tens of billions.As soon as it went public, it was full of ugliness.

Mr. He smiled and said, "Xiaobai, you are not giving me face."

Director Bai sighed: "I'm afraid that you, Lao He, will be deceived by others."

Mr. He: "Are you saying that I am old-fashioned?" He still squinted and smiled when he spoke, as if it was just an ordinary joke.

Director Bai didn't speak any more, but his brows were slightly lowered, and he could see his displeasure.

He is fifty-five, and he is considered an old man with seniority in the business world, but in front of Mr. He, his seniority is not enough to challenge him in public.

At this time, Mu Qingran said: "Dare to step here, I have made full preparations. Director Bai is a senior, so he should give the junior a chance, right?"

Director Bai looked over and snorted coldly: "You mean that if I don't give you this chance, it's because I'm too narrow-minded and unwilling to support the younger generation?"

"Old Bai, the older you are, the more tempered you are?" Director Huang helped the mirror frame again.

He is fat and round, his face is always oily, and the frames of his glasses are always sliding down.

Director Bai narrowed his eyes, "Did the little girl promise you some benefits to make you so courteous? Or do you have a crush on her?"

Words are merciless.

Director Huang was not angry either, and grinned with his thick lips, "I like joking, I am nothing, where is the face of the little girl?"

He is about the same age as Director Bai, and is of the same generation, so he speaks more casually.

Grandpa He said: "It's alright, it's alright, don't say a few words, let my precious granddaughter know that you are bullying her daughter-in-law, and you are going to lose your temper with me, a grandpa."

Director Bai frowned: "What did He Lao just say?"

Mr. He smiled and said, "Xiaobai, don't you have pretty good ears?"

Director Bai said: "It's really absurd! The child is ignorant, and Mr. He is fooling around with him? This is no way to get on the stage—"

"Director Bai!" Old Master He stopped him in a deep voice, "It's not an outsider's turn to intervene in the He family's affairs!"

Director Huang hurried out to smooth things over: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As elders, we don't care so much."

When Director Bai wanted to say something else, Mu Qingran spoke first: "I heard that Dingshan's rule is that the directors vote. If this is the case, why don't we use the results to speak."

Mr. Yue raised his eyelids lightly, and dared to behave like this in front of so many old guys, the little girl was quite courageous.

Director Bai sneered, looked at the other directors of the same generation and said, "I will definitely not agree, let's see which of you don't have eyes!"

Director Huang pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, thinking whether it was worth offending Director Bai for a little girl.

The Bai family has a century-old foundation and a criss-cross network of relationships, but no matter how old Director Bai is, the descendants of the Bai family are not particularly promising.

The little girl surnamed Mu might have a bright future.

After thinking twice, Huang Li turned his head and asked the person next to him: "Old Qu, what do you think?"

"I think Mr. Mu is young and promising. Given time, he might be even better than us old fellows."

This is approved.

Director Bai couldn't believe it, his eye sockets seemed to widen, "Old Qu, you..."

Director Qu smiled lightly and said, "Businessmen have been chasing profit since ancient times, so I have no reason to keep money away."

Mr. He tapped the wooden armrest of the seat with his fingertips.

The little girl surnamed Mu is really capable. Director Qu is very handsome, but in fact he values ​​profits more than anyone else. I don't know what deal they have reached.

After listening to Lao Qu's statement, Director Huang turned to the next director.

As long as President Yue doesn't object and there are no accidents, the little girl can be considered as coming in.

He was the last to express his opinion, so he might not offend Director Bai, but also give him a favor.

Mu Qingran felt the phone vibrate, and looked down, it was Zhang Feng.

At this moment, no matter what, you should not answer the phone.

but……

She landed her fingertips on the red hang up button, hesitated for a moment, did not press it, apologized to everyone present, got up and went out.

He Mu's driver would not call her easily, and she was worried that something might happen to He Mu.

When the phone was connected, an anxious male voice came from the other side: "Miss, she has been kidnapped."

"Speak clearly!"

Zhang Feng: "It was a group of mercenaries who did it, very neatly, and the location was not tracked."

Mu Qingran forced herself to calm down and said, "Do you know who did it?"

Zhang Feng: "The other party only left a message to ask for 'Thousand Mountains'."

"I'm going to the airport now, let me know if there is any news." Mu Qingran hung up the phone, dialed He Mu's number, and turned off the phone.

She squeezed her mobile phone outside to adjust her breathing before returning to the room just now.

"Sorry everyone, I have something urgent to deal with, let's talk about it next time." Mu Qingran stood by the table without showing any abnormality.

But Mr. He saw that the little girl's fingertips were trembling.

Director Bai took the opportunity to play, and glared angrily: "Are we old men getting less and less prestigious?! We haven't come in yet, and our attitude is so arrogant. Are you going to have the final say in the future?!"

"I will make amends some other day." Mu Qingran didn't want to pester her.

"Qianshan" is KM's core database, and those people came for her.

Even if he doesn't want anything, He Mu will be fine.

Just as Mu Qingran was about to go out, he heard Mr. He's steady voice: "Wait a minute."

Mu Qingran met old master He's eyes and saw the smile in his eyes.

"When I'm old, it's time for me to take over." Mr. He knocked on the table in front of him, "I hope Mu Qingran will take this seat."

Mu Qingran suddenly realized that just now, it was a temptation.

She would not be so flustered if she was in danger herself.

But even if He Mu had the slightest possibility of something going wrong, she would lose her position.

Fortunately... fortunately.

The stone in Mu Qingran's heart fell to the ground, and his numb fingertips gradually regained consciousness.

Director Bai stood up in shock: "He Lao! You are crazy!"

Mr. He looked at the people in the chief seat, "What do you think, Lao Yue? Yes, or not?"

Compared with the unfathomable Mr. He, Mr. Yue has no reason not to agree to another little girl.

"Since Lao He wants to rest, we should also be considerate." Mr. Yue made a decision immediately, "Choose a day, let's do it that way."

"Crazy! They're all crazy!" Director Bai rushed out of the door angrily.

In any case, he couldn't understand the thoughts of these lunatics.

Leave Dingshan.

"Old man, I gave you this big gift today because I hope you can treat Xiao Mu well." Mr. He's eyes were serious, not like a fake.

When Xiao Mu talked about this girl's appearance, she looked very much like herself when she was young, and she was going to be planted in a pit all her life.

I don't know how her grandma is doing in heaven, whether she has a part-time job, whether she can protect her granddaughter, and be safe and sound.

Doubt flashed in Mu Qingran's eyes.

Mr. He pointed to the mountain peak outside the car window, and said slowly: "Standing on a higher mountain peak, you will find how insignificant the small hill blocking the way is. Don't be blinded by temporary demonic obstacles. Do great things."

"Sooner or later, the He Group will be handed over to the next generation. Brothers and sisters will support each other to go on for a long time. What does Mr. Mu think?"

Mu Qingran's pupils moved slightly.

Mr. He probably knows everything, so he gave her the position of director.

Hope she gets it right.

"I understand what He Lao meant." Mu Qingran said.

Mr. He folded his hands together and put them in front of him.

How could he not see the ups and downs of the mall for decades.

Even if Mu Qingran can't enter Dingshan's gate today, one day, there will be a storm.

It would be better for him to sell this favor and pave the way for his grandchildren.

Through today's probing, he can see clearly that Mu Qingran can give up the country that he single-handedly won for Xiao Mu.

Presumably, in the future, they will not be completely extinct.

Mu Qingran took out her phone and sent a message to He Mu.

[Why is the phone turned off? ]

She didn't know if He Mu cooperated with this temptation, but her intuition told her, no.

Mr. He glanced at the people next to him from the corner of his eye, and said, "Xiao Mu doesn't know about me testing you." If you are smart, you should know not to talk too much.

Mu Qingran put away her phone and replied, "I won't tell her."

Mr. He smiled with satisfaction.

He likes to deal with smart people, with a look and a hint, there is no need to say much.

He Chengzhong was so angry that he threw things in the study, and the ornaments on the table fell to the ground.

He has been in the Jinding Club for more than ten years, and now he is just an ordinary member. He thought that the seat would be his when his father retired.

Unexpectedly, his father would hand over his board seat to a little girl.

Still a little girl who went out from her own house!

I don't know what ecstasy powder Mu Qingran gave his father to make him so confused!

If I had known today, I should have...

At this time, a phone call came, and it was from He Jinhuai.

"What's the matter?" He Chengzhong's voice was deep, with undiminished anger.

——"Dad, didn't you agree to take me into the Jinding Club? When will we..."

"It's worthless! If you improve a little bit, how can someone with a foreign surname be the director!" He Chengzhong blushed furiously, picked up a cup and threw it out.

He Jinhuai heard the sound of glass breaking from the phone, and realized that now is not a good time to talk to his father, so he counseled: "Dad, I think there is a meeting going on, so I hang up first."

He Chengzhong's chest rose and fell, and he wanted to drop his phone when he raised his hand.

But reason held him back.

The future is long, and he doesn't believe how big a day a little girl can make!

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-0219:26:38~2021-03-0320:17:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 2 is numb;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of my sister's girlfriend; 1 bottle of Jiang Jingwang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!