CEO Get Rich Road

In the small room, Ma Xue and Da Zhuang looked at each other.After a while, Da Zhuang whispered, "Then who of us will go out to get the charger?"

Ma Xue turned her face away: "I won't go out."

"You're new here, of course you go!" Da Zhuang also refused to go out to make light bulbs.

Ma Xue said, "Then don't charge any of our mobile phones."

……

Then it doesn't charge at all.

Neither Ma Xue nor Da Zhuang dared to go to the living room, so they had to play Tic Tac Toe with the pen and paper provided by the hotel in the room.

……

After Jiuman and Mu Chutong finished their work, they didn't go back to the master bedroom. Instead, they hugged each other and lay on the sofa in the living room.

Ma Xue and Da Zhuang still dare not go out to get the charger.

Jiuman hugged Mu Chutong, the strange shyness in his heart had faded, and he said, "From now on, when you see Shixian, turn around and run away, ignore him. It's annoying."

Mu Chutong leaned on Jiuman's arm and asked, "Why is he annoying? Is it because you asked such a question today?"

Jiuman's face froze, and he said, "This is one of them!"

"I think it's serious that he colludes with and framed the boss." Mu Chutong thought that the man who was satisfied had a very good temper, so he mustered up and asked Jiuman tentatively, "But the question he asked today What's the question? Obviously, other bigwigs have asked such a question. It can be seen that this is a question that everyone wants to ask."

Jiu Man said: "You have such a bunch of 'problems', it sounds like my head hurts."

Mu Chutong then said: "Even Nan Ran, who is so confused and Shi Xian who cares about face, admits to be a lover. You are so arrogant, but you refuse to admit me?"

"You are not my lover." Jiuman said, "Isn't this comparing you with those dubious people?"

After hearing this, Mu Chutong became active, hugged Jiuman's arm, and asked, "Then I'm not your lover, and if I behave like you, wouldn't it be even more dishonest?"

Jiuman has never been in a relationship before, and he was confused about it, so he just said: "Then I don't mean that. It's just that I think it's annoying that they keep asking me this. I also don't think I need to explain anything to them. .”

Mu Chutong suppressed his unhappiness, thinking: Then you don't need to explain anything to me?

Jiuman really didn't think about this issue, because he felt that he was wholeheartedly devoted to Mu Chutong, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Mu Chutong himself got into the horns again, and only said: "Indeed, what does the boss need to explain to me?"

Mu Chutong went to sleep sullenly.

stuffy.

The air is also stuffy, with dark clouds gathering outside, as if the weather never clears up.Jiuman sighed, drew the heavy velvet curtains to block the light, and lay back on the bed.

He stretched out his arms, hugged Mu Chutong, and said, "I made tomorrow clear..."

"Huh?" Mu Chutong was a little confused.

Jiuman said, "I'll accompany you to see your mother."

If it wasn't for Jiuman to help him investigate, he still doesn't know which cemetery Mu's mother is buried in.

People from his uncle's family told him that his mother was disrespectful and died outside, probably dumped in some mass grave.

Mu Chutong really believed it.

The sky is still cloudy, and the air pressure makes people feel tight in the chest.

Da Zhuang drove the car, and Ma Xue adjusted the air conditioner in the passenger seat so that the air in the car would not be so stuffy.Sitting in the back row, Mu Chutong looked at Yuntian outside the window, then quickly turned his head away to look at Jiuman who was sitting next to him.

Jiuman seemed to care more about this ceremony than Mu Chutong, and even put on an all-black suit with a white flower pinned to his pocket.

It was the first time Mu Chutong saw Jiuman in a suit.

It looks a bit rare.

It's just that with Jiuman's figure, he can never go wrong in a suit.

The car quickly arrived outside the cemetery, and Jiuman and Mu Chutong got out of the car.When Mu Chutong got out of the car, the first time he felt the wind blowing from the bushes in the cemetery, it was so cold that it could cut his face.He shrank unconsciously and lowered his head, Jiuman stretched out his hand to help Mu Chutong wrap the scarf, covering half of Mu Chutong's face, only showing a pair of eyes.

Jiuman asked again, "Are your ears cold?"

Ma Xue has handed over the rabbit fur earmuffs.Jiuman took it over and put it on for Mu Chutong: "This is the suburbs, so it's relatively cold."

Mu Chutong nodded, and followed Jiuman into the cemetery.Mu Chutong glanced at the plaque on the cemetery, thought through it, and was surprised: "This is the Diamond Jubilee Cemetery under the XX Group, isn't it?"

"Yes." Jiuman said, "You are really keen on business matters."

Mu Chutong was full of doubts: "I heard that a niche here is worth millions..." This expensive cemetery has indeed confirmed the legendary "I can't afford to die".

"Oh, really?" Jiuman really didn't know.

Following Ma Xue's lead, the two walked to Mu Mu's tombstone.

Mu Mu's tombstone is next to the water spring in the cemetery. It occupies a lot of land and is in a very good state of repair.Mu Chutong could only say that he was not filial, and the first thing he thought of was—there is an A4 paper-sized niche here that costs almost 100 million, so how much is this tombstone with good Fengshui worth?Do I need to charge an additional management fee every year?Who paid for this money?from where?

This huge question weighed on his heart, rather like a boulder rolling down from the hillside crushed his fragile sorrow.

Most of the grief in his heart was taken away.

He actually looked at this tombstone with an inquiring mood. It was a white marble tombstone with carved phoenix pillars on both sides.White marble cannot withstand the sun, rain, wind and rain, and is easy to turn black. However, this tombstone is as clean as new, which shows that someone has been taking good care of it.

Mu Chutong's gaze finally moved to the photo on the tombstone.In the black-and-white photo, the smile is like a flower, and the letter "Mu Yu's Tomb" was written.

"Mu Yu..." Mu Chutong murmured this strange name, looking at the flowery face in the photo, a faint sadness gradually rose in his heart, like the mist formed by the water vapor in the morning due to the sunlight.

Jiuman said: "Because Lingtang used to sing in an opera, she used a pseudonym called 'Xie Chichun', so everyone just called it like that. You probably don't remember her original name very well!"

Mu Chutong nodded, and people in his uncle's family always called Mu Yu "Xie Chichun", of course it was more like "that actor" or "that bitch".

The person who erected the monument wrote "Murong".

"Murong...?" Mu Chutong frowned, "Who is this person?"

Jiuman said, "I don't know either."

lie.

——These two words suddenly jumped out of Mu Chutong's heart.

lie.

Mu Chutong concluded at that moment that Jiuman was lying.

Jiuman's face was normal, and his tone of voice didn't change.

But Mu Chutong just felt that what Jiuman said was a lie.

But he felt that it was not good for him to doubt Jiuman without any basis.After all, what reason does Jiuman have to lie to him?

What's more, there's no point in Jiuman lying to him about anything.

He is by Jiuman's side now, looking so pampered, but he is the same as those male pets who were used up and thrown away in the past.If one day you say a word for a long time and feel unhappy, you are dying.

Mu Chutong's heart was full of twists and turns, thinking of all the past, but also felt that he was different from those male favorites.Jiuman would not be so ruthless to himself—but among those lovers who loved him before, which one didn't think he was like this?Wasn't it ruthlessly destroyed by reality in the end?

Perhaps, when Xie Chichun—or Mu Yu, became the lover of his uncle's family back then, he also thought that he could get his sincerity.

The result is trample.

Mu Chutong was so entangled, heartbroken, touching the photo of his mother's death, his eyes became moist unconsciously, and he didn't know who it was because of.

Seeing Mu Chutong like this, Jiuman panicked, took out a tissue, wiped Mu Chutong's tears, and said, "My condolences! It's been so long since your mother passed away..."

Mu Chutong held Jiuman's hand, and it was only in the icy cold air of this cemetery that he held some fiery warmth.

"Jiuman," Mu Chutong called Jiuman by his name for the first time, and no one knew how much courage he took for this.

Jiuman didn't seem to feel offended, and still looked at him so tenderly.

This rare tenderness gave Mu Chutong extremely rare courage, and finally he was willing to speak his mind: "My mother's life is miserable. I thought I was a man at the beginning, so I wouldn't have this worry..."

Jiuman was taken aback, he naturally didn't expect Mu Chutong to have such an idea.

Seeing that Jiuman's expression had changed, Mu Chutong started to be timid again and took a step back.

Jiuman didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only speak out what was in his heart: "I thought you wouldn't think so, and it's because you're a man."

Mu Chutong's face was also not right.

Jiuman said again: "You are a boss after all! What are you doing with such despondent words?"

Mu Chutong smiled helplessly, and the smile was full of bitterness: "What kind of boss am I?"

Jiuman said, "You have a company, and it's getting better and better. Why don't you count as a boss?"

This actually comforted Mu Chutong.But Mu Chutong still said, "Even so, it's nothing in front of you."

Jiuman smiled: "Grandpa, don't say it's the 'general', it's the 'president', it's nothing in front of me."

"You're exaggerating." Mu Chutong said impatiently, "And you're joking."

Jiuman said seriously: "Okay, I don't make excuses, and I don't make jokes. But in my eyes, the president can indeed be challenged. Of course, we don't mess with him if nothing happens. But you, you are my grandfather! You Look, I don’t even dare to provoke you! Isn’t that enough respect?”

Mu Chutong felt a little happy and sweet in his heart, but it didn't last long, and he still had a bad expression on his face: "Why should I be your grandfather? Even if you give me the honor of calling me 'Grandpa', others will think that I am your grandson."

"That's their business." Jiuman frowned, "Some people think I'm a gangster, some people think I'm a fool, and some people think I'm a perverted devil. Who can control what other people say and think?" I’ve been doing this today, have I received less criticism? Even if I have such a bad temper, I have to endure other people’s tongues. As long as they don’t beep in front of me, I don’t know! It’s not my generosity, it’s I don't want to bore myself to death."

Mu Chutong was speechless, but he still felt a little unhappy in his heart, and thought that he had become the ignorant party instead.

Seeing that Mu Chutong's face didn't turn around, Jiuman sighed again, with some helplessness in his tone: "I always thought that as long as we are clear in our hearts, it will be fine."

Mu Chutong suddenly understood his point of being "unhappy": "But... But the problem, the problem is... I don't know myself."

"Ah..." Jiuman was also stunned.

Mu Chutong thought, Jiuman coaxed him so meticulously, it probably wasn't disrespecting him.Therefore, Mu Chutong asked earnestly again: "If others ask, can I say that we are in a serious relationship?"

"D-Talking about love?" Jiuman's ears turned red for a moment, and the feeling of "shyness" knocked him down again, and he panicked, "This, this..."

Mu Chutong frowned: "Is it not possible?"

Jiuman didn't know what to say, so he could only reply in a rough voice: "If you say that, others will laugh at me as a bitch."

Mu Chutong's heart sank, and he replied in a muffled voice for a long time: "That's true."

Jiuman himself was also at a loss.

The scene started to get awkward.

Mu Chutong turned his head and said, "Since you are busy, you should go back first. I want to spend more time with my mother here."

Jiuman also felt uncomfortable, so he agreed and left Da Zhuang here to accompany Mu Chutong.

Ma Xue drives Jiuman back.Halfway through the car, Jiuman looked at the passing shops and suddenly said, "Stop."

Ma Xue asked, "What's the matter, boss?"

Jiuman said, "I have to buy a ring."

"Ah?" Ma Xue said, "We brought a lot of big gemstone rings on this trip, don't we need to buy new ones? Otherwise, Grandpa Mu will say that we spent money recklessly."

Now Mu Chutong is in charge of the account, and the money is also stuck.

Jiuman said: "I used my own money to buy him a big diamond ring, isn't that okay!"

"Ah?????!!!!!!" Ma Xue's face changed drastically, "Diamond ring? Brother, do you know what a diamond ring means?"

"I'm not mentally retarded!" Jiuman said, "Let me see, what are you talking about is too motherly in love, let's get married, grand!"

"Ah?" Ma Xue was confused, "Could it be too hasty?"

Jiuman said: "You fucking know nothing! There are flowers that can be folded, and the fucking fuck must be folded!" After speaking, he took off the white flowers from his clothes, put on a mink, and strode out.

This jewelry store is quite high-end in the shopping mall, and the black and white decorations set off the exquisite jewelry even more brilliantly.But because of the high price of a single product, and it is not a consumable or daily necessities, most of the time there are few customers and no customers.The store manager was feeling bored, when he suddenly saw a big man wearing sable with a ferocious appearance stepping in. In the store, he stared at him like an owl and looked at him like a wolf. A gun slung at his waist.The store manager gave a thump in his heart, but saw that the man had already come, and he was still shouting loudly: "Take out the biggest diamond in your store!"

The store manager immediately knelt down with his head in his arms and rang the alarm.

Jiuman was arrested.

Ma Xue was not immune to being regarded as an accomplice, and went to the police station to drink tea together.

Jiuman has committed countless crimes in his life, but he never thought that he was wronged the first time he entered the bureau.