camouflage amnesia

"What?" He Mu didn't understand Mu Qingran's question.

"Are you happy with her?" Mu Qingran repeated the question persistently.

"Very happy." After He Mu answered, he felt that something was wrong. How did Mu Qingran know that he was going out to eat with his second sister?

"Why are you happy? Because we can chat?" Mu Qingran asked again.

It's like when you encounter an exam question that you can't understand, you always want to get to the bottom of it and come up with a solution.

"Why are you unhappy? You are so strange." He Mu blinked, "Are you spying on me?"

Mu Qingran pursed her thin lips tightly and turned on the hair dryer.

Booming sounds replace dialogue.

He Mu only thought that Mu Qingran was losing his nerve again, after all, it was strange enough to warm her milk and blow-dry her hair.

Mu Qingran ran her fingertips through He Mu's hair, and the fragrance of shampoo penetrated into her nose one after another. At the same time, there was an irresistible fragrance of milk.

No matter how many people you meet outside, no matter how nice the perfume you wear, it doesn't smell like this.

But the stronger the aroma at the tip of the nose, the more sour and astringent in the heart.

If in the past, he said "I don't want you to have dinner with Mr. Ran", would He Mu not agree to the other party's invitation again.

Saying this sentence now is probably just a joke.

In fact, it's okay for two people to have a meal. In the business field, I would have dinner with many people, but Mr. Ran made her care about it surprisingly.

She couldn't forget He Mu's dazed look when she saw Mr. Ran for the first time, and she couldn't forget the look of the two of them chatting well.

She also remembered that He Mu told Wang Manjing that he liked her sister, maybe it was true.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses is disturbing.

For an hour, both of them were silent, thinking about their own affairs.

He Mu's hair was blown fluffy and smooth, and a few small hairs were tied up on the hairline parted in the middle, which was very cute.

The already small face is even more delicate under the wrapping of the hair.With a porcelain-white face and long black hair, she looks like a doll who has stepped out of a cartoon.

In the past, Mu Qingran never had a system of judging He Mu as "beautiful" or "not beautiful".

She seems to have gotten used to the perception that He Mu is just a child.

But at this moment, she felt that this child was really beautiful.

It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

The person who can get her favor should be the happiest person in the world.

No wonder so many people follow suit.

Why didn't I find out sooner.

"Do you have anything else to do?" He Mu asked Mu Qingran standing still.

"It's okay." Mu Qingran thought that time would slowly dissipate the sourness.

The reality is, when seeing the red lips that opened and closed while speaking, the sourness not only did not dissipate, but also became more intense;

She stared at the cherry red, hot, eager, and wanted to monopolize it.

"It's okay, why don't you leave? I'm going to sleep." He Mu said.

Mu Qingran lowered her eyes, put away the hair dryer, picked up the empty milk cup and walked towards the door.

"That's right!" He Mu suddenly remembered.

Mu Qingran stopped.

"I promised my second sister that I would help her to say thank you to you." He Mu said.

"Thank you for what?" Mu Qingran turned around and asked.

He Mu: "When she first came to Nancheng, didn't you help her? Let's talk about dinner today, so I'll help her to thank you by the way."

Mu Qingran caught the key information points in the words.

"Did you eat with her?"

It was not easy for He Mu to hear this sentence, and thought to himself, from Mu Qingran's tone, did he think that I was having dinner with someone else?

Recalling Mu Qingran's appearance when he spoke just now, it seemed sour.

He also asked her if she was happy.

something wrong.

He Mu narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "Of course not, don't you know who I ate with?"

Mu Qingran's bright eyes dimmed again.

"The hot pot we ate today is delicious." He Mu said intentionally.

"Nancheng hot pot is very famous." Mu Qingran replied indifferently.

"She said next time she would take me to a restaurant that tastes better." He Mu bent her lips with a sweet face.

"I'm afraid it will take a few months to eat all the better ones." Mu Qingran's lips were straight, without any curvature.

Looking angry.

He Mu's eyes flickered slightly, and he really wanted to know who Mu Qingran misunderstood who she was having dinner with to be so sour.

Mu Qingran had just been controlled by her emotions and had no time to think rationally.

Now, it feels very wrong again.

He Mu had no reason to suddenly mention his former roommate for no reason, and if he hadn't met, he wouldn't have thanked her by the way.

"Qiu Xin has a lot of research on hot pot." Mu Qingran suddenly changed his attitude, "If you want to say thank you, it will be more sincere to invite me to eat together next time."

"..." The corners of He Mu's smug lips fell down.

I've been really lax recently, forgetting that Mu Qingran is a cunning and treacherous person.

But knowing that Mu Qingran was jealous because of someone, she was in a good mood.

But who is the "she" Mu Qingran is talking about?

Xiao Qi?Or senior?

It can't be Qin Xin.

Mu Qingran came back and stood still in front of He Mu.

"I also asked your second sister to do a little favor," she said.

"Huh?" He Mu was puzzled.

"You guys met last time, I know." Mu Qingran's light brown pupils hid for a moment, then turned back, and confessed, "What she said to you is what I wanted her to say."

Needless to say, He Mu can think of the most unfriendly sentence in a moment.

The words "my sister is very possessive" are not at all like what Mu Qingran would say back then.

At that time, I heard that it took a lot of brain cells for this.

Here comes the question again, why did Mu Qingran ask her second sister to help her like that, and why did she tell her.

Mu Qingran continued: "Intuition tells me that it will disturb your mind. It will make you... unable to take your eyes off me easily. At that time, I... had the intention of calculating you."

"Oh, then you're pretty good at picking up girls." He Mu folded his arms in front of his body, and raised his chin slightly, "If you continue to maintain that level and persist, maybe I will be really deceived by you Here we go."

Not a lie.

She was puzzled and confused by Mu Qingran's actions, and she didn't want to seek any answers at all.

Just trying to find an excuse for my vacillation.

"I couldn't do it so well after that." Mu Qingran looked straight into Shang Hemu's dark eyes, "Because sincerity was mixed in."

She wanted to try, to be frank a little bit, a little bit more, to convince He Mu that she was serious about wanting to get close to her.

"I'm sleepy, you go out." He Mu grabbed Mu Qingran's arm, pushed him out forcefully, and closed the door.

Outside the house, Mu Qingran was standing at the door with a cup in his hand, but he hadn't realized what happened yet.

In the room, He Mu covered his ears and shook his head, walking towards the bed, "If you don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures."

Mu Qingran sighed, turned around, walked to the kitchen, and put the milk cup under the faucet to rinse.

Knowing that the stinky boy is not having dinner with Mr. Ran today, he feels inexplicably happy.

She curled the corners of her lips and put the cup where it was easily accessible.

When children are growing up, they have to drink a cup of hot milk every day.

It's just that after drinking today's vinegar, there will be tomorrow's vinegar.

endless.

Ran Mingjun is KM's largest client recently, and the meetings are basically held at the other company.

Coming out of the meeting room, Ran Mingjun smiled and said: "If you two are not in a hurry, go to my office and have a cup of tea. I just received the new tea. Unfortunately, there is no one to taste it."

"I'm fine, Mr. Mu, what about you?" He Mu asked.

"I'm fine." Mu Qingran replied.

Things have to become all right.

Ran Mingjun nodded to the two of them, and headed towards his office.

Like her people, her office has a sense of serenity.

There are several pots of spider plants hanging on the wooden wall with simple and simple lines, a wooden desk at one end and a square tea table at the other end.

He Mu looked around, the corners of his lips slightly curved, "It's the first time I've come back to Mr. Ran's office, working in such an environment, does it feel detached from the world?"

"As long as the mind is calm, isn't everyone detached from the world?" Ran Mingjun laughed.

"Boss Ran's words are very interesting." He Mu's smile grew stronger.

Mu Qingran wanted to frown when she heard the two people's exchange of words, but held back.

"Please sit down." Ran Mingjun raised his hand and gave way.

He Mu and Mu Qingran sat on two huanghuali wooden chairs in the guest seat, and Ran Mingjun sat opposite, in the middle of the two, impartial.

"Please wait patiently, both of you."

Ran Mingjun pressed the switch for boiling water.

Because it is an instant hot pot, it didn't take long for the water to boil to the right temperature.

Ran Mingjun ironed the tea set carefully, and poured a small cup of golden tea for the people opposite.

The light-white fingers are very flexible, and the movements are very ornamental.

Out of politeness, He Mu praised: "Watching Mr. Ran make tea is a kind of enjoyment."

"Boss He said so, my tail is going to stick up." Ran Mingjun made a joke at the right time to break the alienated atmosphere.

Mu Qingran picked up the cup and took a sip, "Boss Ran's tea is very refreshing."

"I wonder if anyone can tell what kind of tea this is?" Ran Mingjun asked.

Mu Qingran wouldn't bother to memorize these, but she knew He Mu would.

She turned her head and asked, "What do you think?"

The tone is very soft, like soaking in spring water.

He Mu's back tightened, it was hard to get used to Mu Qingran like this.

Why does Leng Mumu seem to be a different person when he is in front of Mr. Ran?

He Mu looked at the color of the tea leaves, took another sip, and said, "Is it Jin Junmei?"

In the past two years, the eldest sister often asked her to try tea, saying that it would not hurt to memorize a few more.

Indeed, many people in the business field like to sit around and drink tea.

Those teas she tried came in handy.

"Boss He is really amazing." Ran Mingjun praised.

"It seems that Boss Ran loves tea very much, and we've had enough of it today." He Mu smiled.

Jinjunmei is a kind of black tea, the tea leaves are gold, yellow and black, the soup color is golden, sweet and fragrant, smooth and smooth.

Because this kind of tea has extremely harsh requirements on growing conditions, its ability to resist disasters is poor, and its yield is not high.

The best ones have been snatched up long before they are released to the market.

Jin Junmei of this quality cannot be bought with money alone, but also with acquaintances.

The data showed that Ran Mingjun was not taken seriously in the Ran family, but now it seems that there is a huge gold mine hidden beneath the mountains.

Moreover, daring to touch the original supplier requires not only courage, but also people who strongly support her.

In a company, the interests of many people must be involved between the upstream and downstream, and the relationship is intricate.

This kind of reform that will harm the interests of some people is not easy to do, and the obstacles must be very strong.

He Mu raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes revealing curiosity and great interest.

Mu Qingran had just listened to He Mu's speech, and she didn't completely take her eyes away. Now that she noticed her eyes, she couldn't help but tighten her fingers holding the cup.

The crescent white of the fingernails.

Ran Mingjun met Shang Hemu's gaze and smiled slightly.

He Mu didn't hold back because of this, and smiled back.

This President Ran, she really needs to get to know her better.

Mu Qingran drank the tea in the cup calmly, and the tea that was supposed to be sweet tasted bitter.

Coming out of Opeach's office building, it was almost lunch time.

He Mu rubbed his stomach, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." I was full of gas.

"You're not hungry, I'm hungry." He Mu said, "I'll go back after eating, if you don't want to eat..." He watched me eat.

"Hungry." Mu Qingran changed his words.

He Mu frowned, "Is this interpreting women's fickleness with me?"

Mu Qingran: "What to eat?"

He Mu: "Whatever, eat whatever you want."

Mu Lanren seemed reluctant, and if she wasn't really hungry, she wouldn't want to force others to do things to her.

"Are you in a hurry?" Mu Qingran asked.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" He Mu glanced at her.

Mu Qingran: "I'm not in a hurry."

He Mu: "..." Women are really fickle.

I didn't know who it was before, saying that eating lunch was a waste of time and making a bad face.

Mu Qingran: "Do you want to eat hot pot?"

He Mu: "Eat hot pot at noon, is there something wrong?"

Mu Qingran was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Do you want to eat red oil chaoshou?" He Mu said, "I saw a shop on the way here."

Mu Qingran: "Yes."

He Mu: "Let's go, or you have to find a parking space."

Hearing this proposal, Mu Qingran's mood improved.

He Mu is wearing a dark green cashmere coat today. The white lining inside is a hollow snowflake neckline, and a large part of the collarbone is exposed outside.

"Are you cold?" Mu Qingran asked.

"It's okay." He Mu replied.

"You should wear more in winter."

Mu Qingran actually wanted to ask, do I need to give you the scarf?

The words came to my lips, but I couldn't speak them.

He Mu glanced at her sideways, "Are you educating me?"

"No." Mu Qingran lowered his eyebrows, and after a long moment of awkwardness, he took off the cashmere scarf around his neck and handed it to He Mu.

"What are you doing?" He Mu blinked a few times while asking.

"My collar is high." Mu Qingran said.

He Mu: "So?"

Mu Qingran: "Borrow you."

He Mu suddenly realized, "You want to give me your scarf to wear. The domineering president will directly do it, you are not qualified."

Mu Qingran was slightly annoyed, "Why should I be a domineering president?"

He Mu: "You ask me? I don't think you really want to follow the path of the boss?"

Just as Mu Qingran was about to get started, she remembered He Mu's "dominant boss" approach, and instead stuffed the scarf into her hand.

I don't want to be a boss.

He Mu didn't refuse, and wrapped the scarf around his neck, which made it much warmer.

The chashou shop was very close to the building where I came out, and as soon as I put on the scarf, I saw the signboard.

"Do you eat the same as me?" He Mu knew that Mu Qingran was too lazy to make a choice.

"Ah."

"Two bowls of two taels of red oil chao shou."

"It's 20 yuan in total."

After paying the money, He Mu took the receipt and sat down with Mu Qingran at a table for four.

"Remember to transfer the meal money to me."

As soon as he sat down, He Mu reminded Mu Qingran that she paid the money.

"..." Ten yuan should be calculated so clearly.

Mu Qingran took out her mobile phone, and just as she transferred the money, there was a crisp sound of money being pocketed on the other side of the phone.

She saw the satisfied smile on He Mu's face.

Where does he look like a child of a rich family.

Mu Qingran's thoughts went back to her childhood...

At that time, restaurants still used cash, and the more advanced ones used credit cards.

He Mu always likes to ask Lu Qing for the meal fee, and pays the bill like a little adult.

Later, when He Mu entered junior high school, he began to invite her to have dinner alone, and also ran quickly when paying the bill.

By then she was in college and had some part-time income.How much money is spent on meals will always be given to He Mu.

Thinking about it now, it seems that gradually, He Mu's taste has changed from flashy western restaurants to stir-fry restaurants, food stalls, and even roadside stalls.

"In the past, did you stop eating expensive restaurants because you were afraid that I would spend money?" Mu Qingran couldn't help asking.

"Huh?" This question was a bit sudden, and He Mu was asked rightly.

is it?

In fact, she has no idea.

There seem to be many reasons, not only the expensive ones are delicious, but the cheap ones also have cheap flavors.

And there are enough delicacies from mountains and seas to eat at home.

What's more, high-end restaurants always have a sense of restraint, and she gradually becomes sensible. She doesn't want her sister to be so tired after eating with her.

As long as the person eating together is my sister, everything is delicious.

But this kind of thinking, she will never say it.

"Do you know what rebellion is?" He Mu said, "The princess is used to the life, and she always wants to experience the suffering of ordinary people, the exclusive psychology of the local tyrant, you understand."

Mu Qingran stared into He Mu's eyes and looked at each other for a while, but couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

"The two younger sisters' handwriting in red oil."

The waiter put two large bowls on the table. The bowls were so bright red that the salivary glands couldn't help but start functioning just by looking at them.

"Thank you."

He Mu picked up the vinegar jar and dripped some into the bowl.

"Do you want it?" she asked casually.

"No, I'm allergic to vinegar recently." Mu Qingran said.

"Then do you still have something to eat? Just starve to death." He Mu didn't realize that this was just a cold joke, so he took it seriously.

Mu Qingran: "Just kidding."

He Mu: "You are so boring."

Mu Qingran took a deep breath, picked up He Mu's used vinegar jar, shook his hand, poured out too much.

He Mu felt sore looking at it, "Your allergies healed so quickly."

Mu Qingran didn't know why she made things difficult for herself, but the incident had already happened, so she could only act as if nothing had happened.

"Vinegar can relieve spicy food."

At first, He Mu thought that this sentence was forcibly holding her respect, until she was sweating from eating, her cheeks were hot, and her mouth was burning and painful.

Mu Qingran's expression remained unchanged.

There were the last two left in the bowl, and He Mu really couldn't put them into his mouth.

But wasting food also makes people feel guilty.

She frowned slightly, but the chopsticks did not fall down for a long time.

At this moment, a pair of chopsticks that did not belong to her came out of the bowl.

Mu Qingran calmly snatched the remaining two Chao Shou from her bowl.

He Mu's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, "You, what are you doing?"

"I'm not full." Mu Qingran said.

He Mu observes her expression, wanting to see if she is not full, or to help her...

But nothing can be seen.

If it is to see that she can't eat, according to the previous style, shouldn't he take the opportunity to claim credit?

However, Mu Qingran's appetite is not that big.

If I don't eat the last two, I'm already full. If Mu Qingran eats 4 more, he will be full.

"Don't eat it if you can't eat it." He Mu said, "Occasionally wasting a little food, the farmer uncle can understand."

She still remembers the first Tang poem she memorized was——

When the hoe was on the day of the day, Khan dripped down the soil.

Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey.

Mu Qingran ate slowly, then picked up the phone, and transferred another 10 yuan to He Mu.

He Mu: "???"

Mu Qingran: "I eat two more than you, so I can't take advantage. This meal is my treat."

He Mu raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that you don't want to have an AA with me?"

Mu Qingran: "If so."

He Mu: "If you invite me now, it will be my turn to pay the bill next time. If I go to the more expensive one, I will suffer a lot!"

Mu Qingran didn't expect that the first thought that popped into He Mu's mind was this. After two seconds of blankness, he felt unexpectedly relieved.

Who eats more, who eats less, who pays more, who pays less, there is no need to calculate so clearly. When two people go out to eat, the important thing is not to eat, but to be together.

"Then next time, I will definitely choose a more expensive restaurant." Mu Qingran stared at the person in front of her, without blinking, "Mr. He is so rich, he won't be stingy with my meal, huh?"

He Mu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like that, stood up and left without saying a word, "There is no pause between us."

Mu Qingran: "..." Probably, not really.

a few days later.

Heshi Group released the announcement of "Successful Acquisition of W Technology".

According to the announcement, after the reorganization of KM and W Technology, the former focuses on research and the latter focuses on applications.

As soon as this news came out, the stock prices of Heshi Group and W Technology rose rapidly. The highest point in history is also enough for many trapped retail investors to see hope again.

But human nature is greedy. Once they see the stocks in their hands start to rise, many people will go crazy and follow up again.

For stockholders, the news is just a signal that stocks are going up.

However, for a group of investors, it is also an entry signal, but it is not the stock of W Technology, but the company of KM.

The two companies that announced their reorganization are not well-known to the general public, but they are well-known in the industry. Under the combination of powerful companies, there will be a new scene.

Among them, KM has not yet been listed, so enter the market at this time, wait until the valuation rises, and go public.

The rate of return on investment is many times higher than buying the stock of a listed company.

Seeing the opportunity, many investors sent He Mu signals that they wanted to buy a boat ticket.

For He Mu, this might as well be an opportunity.

From now on, she has enough initiative to screen those who can really cooperate.

Although for these two companies, He's Group, and her, it was a blessing in disguise.

But she didn't want the opportunity to exchange a life for it.

"Miss He San is really lucky."

The one who spoke was Qiu Ren, the former president of W Technology.

Holding a golf club in his hand, he stood next to He Jinhuai, the second youngest son of the He family, looking like a dog.

He Jinhuai raised his pole and waved it.

The little white ball flew out high.

He Jinhuai put the club aside and sat down, "Hefeng Technology's announcement of hiring Mr. Qiu will be released soon, I hope you don't let me down."

Qiu Ren said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. He, it must be the most correct choice for the second young master to entrust Hefeng Technology to me."

Recently, W Technology has driven the technology sector to rise, and he is determined to take advantage of this wind to push Hefeng Technology's stock price up.

Now Hefeng Technology's stock price is very low, and it doesn't take much money to turn left and right.

When retail investors follow suit and enter the market, he can sell them in one fell swoop and make a fortune.

And He Jinhuai's intention is to create a technology company that can compete with the two companies owned by the younger sister.

The young girl's handling of the incident this time was praised by the board of directors, and she also stole the limelight in front of the public.

In the past, he thought that the only obstacle to taking down He's Group was the eldest sister, but he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to come along halfway.

It was he who underestimated this young sister.

Qiu Ren answered a phone call and said to He Jinhuai, "Mr. He, I want to introduce someone to you, which will be of great use to us."

"Oh?" He Jinhuai was very interested.

Qiu Ren left for a while, and brought in a man in a dark blue suit from outside.

"This is Wan Jin, and we had a very pleasant cooperation before. I believe that with him as the manager, Hefeng Technology will soon become a dark horse stock that rides the dust." Qiu Ren said.

The man he brought in was a stock critic who had previously recommended W Technology on TV. Although W Technology had suffered a trading suspension, it has suddenly risen and gained momentum.

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