Chapter 22: Break His Legs

Ye Mu sorted out a ** document and sent it to Ye Chenjun's mailbox, many important decisions in the company must be decided by Ye Chenjun himself, when speculating that Ye Chenjun might get off the plane, Ye Mu made a lot of phone calls, but until the end of the press conference, Ye Chenjun only replied to a message, explaining that he could not come back in a week at most, before that, all matters of the company were decided by Ye Mu.

Ye Mu was vaguely uneasy in his heart, such a big thing happened in the company, Ye Chenjun had no reason not to even reply to a phone call, unless, there was something more important over there that stumbled Ye Chenjun.

Things have not reached the point of affecting the survival of the company, but if it is not handled well, the development trend that has been thriving will inevitably decline, coupled with various uncertain factors, MAY will definitely fall at the tail of the five major families after the turmoil. What's more, the object of dishonesty is Huangsha, a business empire that the five major families are afraid of.

After a busy day, Ye Mu has basically worked out a solution, although it cannot be solved perfectly, but it can also minimize the company's losses.

There will be an important negotiation tomorrow, and Ye Mu believes that with his eloquence and adaptability, he can also strive to reduce the amount of compensation this time, after all, Huangsha and MY still have cooperation, and they both hope for a win-win situation.

Working overtime until late, Ye Mu returned to the apartment, and the joy of living in the new house had already been washed away by the busyness of the day, and after a simple bath, Ye Mu lay on the bed and fell asleep-

"Brother Ash, Mr. Zheng asked you to meet in 'Heaven'." Meng Chuanxin started the car and said steadily.

Xiao Yanyan's face was cold, looking out the window thoughtfully, the picture of the reporter of Ye Mu's lip war was still in his mind, Xiao Yanyan really didn't expect that this man who had stood in front of him would tremble would actually have such a swaggering side, and how much he still didn't know the hidden side of the road.

"Push it off!" Xiao Yan said with a blank face.

"According to the report of his subordinates, Mr. Zheng seems to have taken a fancy to Mr. Shangli." Meng Chuanxin said as he observed Xiao Yanyan's face through the rearview mirror. Xiao Yanyan only frowned slightly, not as angry as Meng Chuanxin expected.

"Did they go to bed?" Xiao Yanyan was still expressionless, but his voice was enough to freeze three feet.

"No, Mr. Zheng knows that Mr. Shangli is Brother Ash's person, so every time he goes, he just drinks and chats with Mr. Shangli, but he gives Mr. Shangli a lot of jewelry."

Now the existence of Shang Li is dispensable for Xiao Yanyan, no matter how much Shang Li imitates Ye Mu in front of Xiao Yanyan, Xiao Yanyan's attitude towards him is still lukewarm every time, it seems that he just regards Shang Li as an object of physiological venting, and Shang Li seems to realize that Xiao Yanyan will abandon himself one day sooner or later, so he wants to make a fortune master. However, Xiao Yan's mental cleanliness will not make him indulge his bed partner and laugh with other men.

Shang Li had never seen Xiao Yanyan's cruel methods, and he had been ignored for so long, so he had the courage to approach Zheng Kenan, and with a face of a leaf curtain, he quickly won Zheng Kenan's favor.

Xiao Yanyan folded his legs and leaned on the saddle, looking coldly at the neon night scene flashing outside the car.

"Send someone to tell Zheng Kenan that if you want to continue to be prosperous, you should be smart."

"Understood." Meng Chuanxin drove smoothly, "What about Mr. Shangli?" ”

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat, his face was a little colder, "Doesn't he like to imitate, immediately send someone to break his right leg, if he still dares to seduce a man in 'heaven', inject him **." ”

Meng Chuanxin only felt that a gust of wind was blowing from the back of his neck, retracted his gaze, and continued to drive concentratingly, "Understood." ”