Pushing open the door of the office, the floor-to-ceiling windows are transparent. Mu Liang walked in with the dazzling light, looked out through the glass window, and happened to see the blue sky and blue sea in the distance.

The location of this office is the highest point of the Song Building. Standing here and looking down, you can see the harbor and the turquoise sea, and you can't help but feel refreshed.

"Do you like it?" Lin Qiang stood behind Mu Liang and asked her with a smile.

Mu Liang nodded and replied sincerely, "I like it." ”

"Everything here has maintained the original appearance of the chairman in the world." Lin Qiang walked to the desk, gently supported the dusty desktop with her palm, and sighed: "Every time I feel tired, I will come here to sit and look at these things, as if the chairman has not left." ”

Mu Liang turned around, picked up a photo frame placed on the table, held it in his hand and stroked it gently. In the frame is a photo of Song Rufeng, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is as warm as the sun outside the window at this time.

Grandpa, Liangliang is back.

Mu Liang carefully put the photo frame back, saw the black piano placed opposite the desk, and walked over with his feet.

Opening the lid, Mu Liang sat in front of the piano bench, his fingers stroking the black and white keys, and his eyes were dyed with a little smile.

"This piano was built by the chairman of the board of directors to celebrate the year this building was completed." Lin Qiang walked to the piano, and her voice lowered unconsciously, "Liangliang, you can play a song, the chairman hasn't heard you play the piano for a long time." ”

yes, it's been a long time since I've played the piano to my grandfather, and he must want to hear it.

Mu Liang's slender fingers jumped on the undulating keys, and the notes of high and low staggered notes floated out. The sound of low, melodious music wafted through the hallway through the open office door.

Not far away, Song Qinghua looked fixedly at the woman sitting on the piano bench playing, with a calm face. The way she plays the piano is exactly the same as a few years ago, focused and agile, and has not changed in the slightest.

Although Mu Liang had worked at Fu for a while, it was far from the work he took over now. Lin Qiang had already considered this problem, and specially equipped her with two assistants, both of whom were quite experienced and capable helpers.

"Liangliang, these are the development trends of the Song family in the past year, and there are also major cooperation cases, you need to hurry up and digest and understand them within three days." Lin Qiang placed a thick stack of folders in front of her and asked, "Is the time too tight?" Can you finish it? ”

"It should work." Mu Liang swept his eyes and said with a smile: "I talked to Sister Xin at the beginning, is there anything else I can't do?" ”

Hearing her words, Lin Qiang smiled. Xin Xin's strict work attitude is well-known in this circle, and she once wanted to dig this talent into the Song family, but Xin Xin followed Fu Jinchen with all her heart, and she was not a person who forgot her righteousness.

"Feel free to ask me any questions."

"Okay." Mu Liang nodded.

Lin Qiang handed her an envelope and said, "This is the key to the apartment, although the place I chose for you is not big, it has convenient transportation and a quiet environment, which is convenient for you to commute." ”

"Aunt Lin, thank you." Mu Liang did not call Vice President Lin, but called the aunt.

Lin Qiang pursed her lips, her eyes gentle, "Liangliang, Auntie hopes to make up for my past mistakes." ”

Negligence?

Mu Liang's eyes changed, but he didn't say anything. She then instructed her assistant to take her luggage to the apartment and wait for her to come home in the evening before packing it herself.

"You work, don't bother you." Lin Qiang finished explaining the necessary things and turned to leave.

Lin Qiang returned to the office and saw the person sitting in her chair at a glance.

"You and Dad are hiding it from me?" Song Qinghua held a pen between his fingers, his eyes heavy.

After pouring a glass of water and taking a few sips, Lin Qiang sat opposite her and said, "If you were told in advance, would you agree?" ”

"Lin Qiang, this is my family matter."

"No!"

Lin Qiang frowned, and her tone sank, "This is not only your family matter, but also a major matter related to the group. ”

She put down the glass of water and asked, "Tsinghua, don't you really understand the chairman's intentions?" ”

The look in Song Qinghua's eyes sank, and his red lips pursed.

"Now that Ryora is back, I hope she can help you." Lin Qiang got up and walked over, stood in front of Song Qinghua, and said in a deep voice: "Qinghua, she is your daughter, and the person you should believe in is her." ”

"Are you suspicious of Aiyu?" Song Qinghua frowned instantly.

Lin Qiang sighed, her expression a little complicated, "Without evidence, I won't easily suspect anyone." After all, Aiyu also grew up watching from a young age, and I hope she won't let us down. ”

In the corridor, Song Aiyu's five fingers holding the folder tightened fiercely.

Throughout the morning, Mu Liang never left her office, all the information given by Lin Qiang was carefully screened, and she had to go all out to digest it.

"Chairman, it's time for lunch." The assistant knocked on the door and came in, Mu Liang was stunned, he was still a little unaccustomed to this title.

"Order me a simple working meal."

The assistant answered and hurriedly went to order food.

didn't have time to go to the restaurant to eat, Mu Liang used almost all the time he could. In the past, when I went to school, I learned some things, but they were abandoned for too long, and I basically started all over again.

For five hours in one breath, Mu Liang didn't stand up and exercise. After finally reading a document, she took a slight breath and picked up the mobile phone on the side to look at it.

A text message came in at noon, and she clicked on it and saw that it was Sheng Mingzhan's message, saying that Mu Zhannian had been discharged from the hospital, and he sent his parents back to Yucheng to settle down, so that she didn't have to worry.

Mu Liang edited a few words and sent the text message. Soon I received a reply: Are you busy?

Very busy.

Mu Liang replied with these three words, Sheng Mingzhan probably guessed it.

Clicking on the photo album on his phone, Mu Liang looked at his son's photo, and his mood slowly softened. She lowered her head and kissed the photo fiercely, and said with a smile: "Guoguo, mom will definitely come on." ”

After a short break, Mu Liang continued to bury his head in the thick briefcase, engrossed.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window was dark. Song Qinghua came out of the office with a leather bag, and when she passed by Mu Liang's office along the way, she paused when she saw her staring at the documents in her hand without turning her eyes.

Later, Song Qinghua retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

Raising his head again, Mu Liang found that the sky outside was already dark. She looked at her watch, and it was almost eight o'clock. When I walked outside the office, I saw that the assistant was hungry and working overtime with her.

"Go back." Mu Liang will continue to watch for a while.

"No," the assistant shook his head, "Vice President Lin said that if you don't get off work, we can't get off work either." ”

Mu Liang was stunned and understood Lin Qiang's good intentions. She quickly packed her things and put all the unfinished materials in her bag, "Okay, let's get off work together." ”

"Wow, thank you, chairman." The assistant slapped happily and immediately turned off the computer.

Coming down from the elevator, Mu Liang just walked to the glass door, and the driver trotted over and said, "Chairman, Vice President Lin arranged for me to send you back." ”

"Thank you." Mu Liang thanked him gratefully, and then got into the car.

The mobile phone rang at the right time, Mu Liang connected, and the man's gentle voice came: "Are you off work?" ”

"Just down." Mu Liang rubbed his sore shoulders and said, "Now I'm ready to go home." ”

Sheng Mingzhan asked, "Haven't you eaten yet?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Liang responded, "I don't want to eat, I still have a lot of work to finish." ”

The man frowned slightly, "Send me your address." ”

After hanging up the phone, Mu Liang sent him the address without thinking much about it.

Back at the apartment, Mu Liang opened the door and walked in, and he fell in love with the house at a glance. The decoration is simple, not luxurious, and the furnishings are all ordinary and practical things, not so expensive that people can't bear to touch.

For Aunt Lin Qiang's intentions, Mu Liang felt very warm. With her by her side, I suddenly felt that the pressure was halved.

Pulling through the suitcase placed on the wall, Mu Liang hung the clothes inside into the closet one by one, and put away all the things she needed daily, and after packing these things, a layer of fine sweat was already oozing from her forehead.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, Mu Liang took a change of clothes, walked into the bathroom, and after taking a shower quickly, he walked into the kitchen.

There was a lot of food in the storage room of the refrigerator, Mu Liang poured a glass of milk and put it in the microwave to heat it, intending to make do with it and continue to work.

On the sofa in the living room, Mu Liang spread out the materials on the coffee table, put a laptop on his lap, and held a pen in his mouth, writing and calculating from time to time.

Ding Dong――

Mu Liang frowned, and after seeing the people outside the door, he was slightly surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

"Delivery!" Sheng Mingzhan lifted the bag in his hand and said with a smile.

Mu Liang opened the door and let him in. I didn't expect him to come over so late.

"Have you eaten yet?" Mu Liang took the things and placed them on the table in the dining room.

"Didn't eat it." Sheng Mingzhan replied honestly.

Mu Liang pursed his lips, asked him to wash his hands, and then brought two dishes and chopsticks to set the meal.

"You can leave it alone, and I'll clean it up tomorrow." Mu Liang didn't eat much, and returned to the sofa after filling his stomach. Sheng Mingzhan consciously packed up his things, made a cup of tea, and sent it to her side.

"Need I help you?" Sheng Mingzhan sat on the sofa, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and sighed: "Mr. Sheng, are you trying to obtain trade secrets?" ”

"......" Sheng Mingzhan was stunned, "Okay, you, how long have you been in office, and your vigilance is very high!" ”

"Of course." Mu Liang smiled proudly.

Glancing at the time, Sheng Mingzhan hesitated and asked her, "Do you want to call Guoguo?" ”

Mu Liang's fingers holding the tip of the pen tightened, and his voice lowered unconsciously: "Huan Yan said that Guoguo is not suitable for the life of the Fu family, if I call him now, he will definitely make more trouble." It's the weekend, I'll call him on the weekend. ”

Hearing her words, Sheng Mingzhan raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, comforting: "Don't worry, Guoguo is very smart, and she will definitely adapt soon." ”

Mu Liang's red lips pursed, although she said so, she was still very worried in her heart, "Hopefully." ”

Suddenly, Sheng Mingzhan stared at her energy to concentrate on studying the data, and it was not easy to continue to disturb, so he got up and left. Mu Liang sent him to the door and advised, "Ming Zhan, my parents' affairs are troublesome to you again, thank you." ”

Sheng Mingzhan's deep eyes moved, and his expression seemed to be displeased, "Since when did you put thank you on your lips again?" ”

Seeing that he was unhappy, Mu Liang immediately raised his hand and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Liangliang, you have to get familiar with the company's business slowly, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Sheng Mingzhan stared at the thick information, worried that she would exhaust her body.

Mu Liang smiled bitterly, how could she be slow? She is now counting the days every day, and no one will understand this feeling without her son by her side.

"I will." Mu Liang agreed, not wanting him to worry, "Drive carefully on the road." ”

Looking at his back as he went downstairs, Mu Liang closed the door and walked to the window. Sheng Mingzhan walked downstairs, subconsciously raised his head, and happened to see her standing in front of the window, waving to herself.

This is a habit that has been cultivated in the past few years, every time Sheng Mingzhan leaves, Mu Liang and Guoguo will stand in front of the window to see him off. Sheng Mingzhan pursed a smile and silently told her to rest early.

Mu Liang nodded, and watched him leave before returning to the sofa. She took away all distractions and continued her unfinished business.

She knew in her heart that if she wanted to sit firmly in the position of Chairman of the Song Family, she needed to put in more hard work and effort than others. Because of this position, there will be too many people eyeing each other.

Working overtime to review the latest plan of the resort, Fu Jinchen still felt dissatisfied after reading the information in detail. In some places, it needs to be strengthened.

Raising his watch and looking at it, Fu Jinchen frowned lightly and said, "Okay, that's all for today." ”

With his order, his subordinates packed up their things and left quickly, as if they were about to be amnesty.

Taking the elevator to the underground parking lot, Fu Jinchen didn't delay much and drove back to Zizhu Mansion. He pushed the door and went in, and saw Fu Huanyan sitting on the sofa, holding his son watching TV.

However, when Mu Guoguo saw his father come back, the smile on his little face suddenly retracted.

"You're back?" Fu Huanyan put the child down, got up and walked over to him. The job that Fu Jinchen arranged for her was very simple, when he couldn't go to the kindergarten to pick up the child, he would let Fu Huanyan pick him up, and then take him home for dinner, and then send him back after dinner.

"Guoguo has eaten." Fu Huanyan offered the same treasure, "I fed it." ”

Fu Jinchen took off his blazer and replied lightly: "Thank you." ”

"Ouch." Fu Huanyan raised his eyebrows and quipped: "Fourth young master, this is the sun coming out in the west, and you can say thank you to me." ”

Fu Jinchen glared at her, and then walked into the bathroom angrily. Soon, he came out of the shower and drove people away mercilessly: "You can go." ”

"Fu Laosi!" Fu Huanyan's face sank, and he was very unhappy with his behavior of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Fu Jinchen shrugged, but he didn't get angry, "It's just the two of us here, you continue to stay, okay?" ”

"Giggle-"

Mu Guoguo turned her back to them, but she still couldn't help laughing.

Fu Jinchen glanced at his son, his eyes flashing slightly.

"You're laughing at me too?" Fu Huanyan raised his hand and scraped Mu Guoguo's little nose, and said angrily.

"Nope." Mu Guoguo is actually very good at coaxing people, as long as he likes it, he will be stammering. He raised his hand, slapped Fu Huanyan's face, and said, "Auntie, you will go to the kindergarten to pick me up tomorrow, the children in our class say that you are so beautiful." ”

Fu Huanyan had a bright smile in her eyes, she lowered her head and kissed the child, and said, "Guo'er, say good night to your aunt." ”

"Good night, auntie." Mu Guoguo took the initiative to send her to the door.

Seeing Fu Huanyan leaving, Mu Guoguo's eyes were slightly lost. Then he turned around, lowered his head and returned to the sofa, his eyes staring at the TV, not looking at Fu Jinchen at all.

Staring at his son's series of movements, Fu Jinchen frowned helplessly. The clothes the child was wearing were still brought from home, and he walked into the bedroom with a calm face and opened the small suitcase.

The contents of the box are too late to be packed. Fu Jinchen also saw that this kid didn't accept what he gave, and only recognized what he brought over. He wanted to find another one to change the child's clothes.

Open the suitcase, and the contents are neatly stacked. Fu Jinchen suddenly remembered that when Mu Liang was at home before, he also cleaned up his things so orderly, and asked him not to put things indiscriminately.

It's a habit that's really hard to change. When she was there, with her staring, Fu Jinchen had to reluctantly cooperate. But after she left, no one restrained him anymore, and he resumed his habit of littering.

Take out his son's clothes one by one, Fu Jinchen put them in the wardrobe and hang them, at the bottom of the box, there is a white hardcover book, he reached out and opened the book, only then did he see that it was Mu Liang's handwriting.

The hardcover book is full of many pages, and Mu Liang's handwriting is neat, and the content is all about his son's living habits, work and rest time, as well as his usual preferences, and simple care methods when the child is sick.

Fu Jinchen sat on the edge of the bed with a notebook, flipping through the pages. Through those handwritings, he seemed to be able to see Mu Liang standing in front of him, telling him sentence by sentence.

Guoguo used to use warm water in the bath, not too hot, then he would be reluctant to wash his hair.

Guoguo has to eat a little fruit before going to bed, so that he can have a smooth bowel movement on the other day.

By the way, when he goes to the toilet, he must have a children's toilet seat.

Fu Jinchen lowered his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw a yellow children's toilet seat in the box. He pursed his thin lips and continued to look down.

Guoguo is afraid of the dark at night, and if he doesn't want to sleep, he can read him a superhuman flipbook.

He is a picky eater, don't indulge him too much, there are different nutrients in various vegetables.

After a long time, Fu Jinchen finished reading everything written in the book. His deep eyes were silent, and his thin lips were gently pursed into a straight line. Picking up the notebook, he walked to the living room and stared at his son's back, his expression sank.

After a while, Fu Jinchen put water in the bathtub and turned around and walked in front of him, "Guoguo, take a bath." ”

"Don't." Mu Guoguo still refused.

Fu Jinchen raised his hand to turn off the TV, picked him up, and took him directly into the bathroom.

"Let go of me!"

Mu Guoguo lay on his shoulder, struggling. Fu Jinchen pulled him to his side, his face was not fierce, but there was a majesty that could deter him, "If you refuse to take a bath, you won't be able to see your mother on the weekend." ”

Mu Guoguo immediately waved his hand and said nervously: "Don't, I'll take a bath." ”

Holding back the smile in his heart, Fu Jinchen took off the clothes on his body and put him into the bathtub instead.

The water temperature in the bathtub was neither lukewarm nor hot, and Mu Guoguo's resistance gradually let go. He raised his head slightly, staring at Fu Jinchen's face, his big eyes blinking, not knowing what to think again.

After taking a bath, Fu Jinchen wrapped his son out with a bath towel and dressed him.

Mu Guoguo stared at his hurried movements, and pouted from time to time: "The movements are so slow, my mother dresses me so fast every time!" ”

The man who was half-kneeling on the side of the bed, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking to himself, this stinky boy, how can you compare like this the next day your father will take over you!

After bathing the child and getting dressed, Fu Jinchen actually sweated again, and the bath he took just now was considered for nothing. Originally, he thought it was easy to give a child a bath, but after he completed the whole set himself, he realized that it was not simple at all!

"Blow your hair." Mu Guoguo washed comfortably, and began to instruct him again, "Mom always blows my hair dry, saying that if my hair is not dry and I sleep, I will catch a cold." ”

Okay, Fu Jinchen resigned himself to his fate and brought a hair dryer, adjusted the wind speed, and stood by the bed to blow his son's hair.

The child's hair is soft, and the mushroom head with bangs is cute. Fu Jinchen stared at his little head, and suddenly realized that there were two whirlpools at the top of his hair.

Hahaha, just like him, it's also two whirlpools. No wonder this kid is stubborn, it seems that he is inherited!

"Is that okay?" Fu Jinchen dried his son's hair, pointed to the handsome little guy in the mirror and asked him.

Mu Guoguo was wearing a superhuman version of pajamas and didn't show too many surprises.

After a while, Fu Jinchen put his son on the bed in the bedroom, turned around and walked into the bathroom, and took a shower again. After tossing for a long time, the nightgown on his body was also wet, and he had to change it again.

After taking a shower again, Fu Jinchen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He cleaned up the bathroom, and when he saw his son's changed clothes, he couldn't help but reach out and pick them up.

He habitually threw it into the washing machine, but remembering what Mu Liang told him in his notebook, he took out his clothes again. The book said that it is best to wash my son's clothes by hand, and they should be dried in a sunny place, which is healthy and disinfectant.

Well, hand wash is hand wash!

Fu Jinchen pursed his lips, threw his son's clothes in the basin, took out the laundry detergent and poured it in. The first time he washed clothes, Fu Jinchen didn't know how much laundry detergent he needed, and there were more of them all at once, and the basin was full of bubbles.

And what's worse is that he soaked his clothes before he remembered that he had to wash his underwear and outer clothes separately.

"Damn!"

It didn't take long for Fu Jinchen to finally get angry. What the hell is this, he's so big, he hasn't washed his clothes yet? He still has to divide underwear and outerwear, where will he be?!

Walking out of the bathroom irritably, Fu Jinchen chose to give up. Forget it, he can't handle these clothes, and he will hire a housekeeper to do things tomorrow.

Back in the bedroom, Mu Guoguo put his hands on his cheeks and looked out the window stunned. Fu Jinchen stared at the side of his face, as if guessing what he was thinking.

"Sleeping." He turned off the headlights in his bedroom.

Mu Guoguo turned his head in horror, his eyes betrayed his thoughts, "I don't want to sleep." ”

Pulling out a storybook at the head of the bed, Fu Jinchen walked to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and went in. He leaned his back against the head of the bed, his dark eyes were fixed on Mu Guoguo, and he didn't speak.

"Want to hear a story?" Fu Jinchen raised the book in his hand and asked him with a smile.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Guoguo's eyes, but he stubbornly refused to speak.

Fu Jinchen turned the pages of the book, ignoring his expression, and read softly in a magnetic voice, low and rhythmic. Soon, Mu Guoguo took the initiative to approach and lifted the quilt to get in.

Looking at his son's somewhat funny actions, Fu Jinchen's heart had complicated feelings. He turned his head to look at Mu Guoguo's eyes, and his voice was gentle, "Although a man must be strong, he can also be afraid." ”

After a pause, his thin lips raised slightly, and said, "For example, he doesn't dare to sleep alone." ”

Hearing his words, Mu Guoguo's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he seemed surprised. Suddenly, a flush flashed on his cheeks, and he felt a kind of shyness that was seen through his heart, so he pulled up the quilt and buried his little head in it.

A child is a child after all, he is only four years old, and it is easy to see through his mind.

Fu Jinchen didn't say much, just shook his head with a smile and continued to read the storybook in his hand.

In the past two days, Mu Guoguo has not eaten well and slept well, and after taking a bath tonight, it was already very comfortable. Coupled with the familiar story of him, the child's tense nerves quickly relaxed, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Dimmed the bedside lamp, Fu Jinchen put the storybook away, and raised his hand to fold the quilt for him. He bent down, bowed his head and kissed the child's face, and said in a gentle voice: "Good night, son." ”

The little one slept very deeply and breathed evenly. Fu Jinchen stared at him for a while before returning to his bedroom.

When he got up early the next day, Fu Jinchen was woken up by a strong shake before he opened his eyes. He lifted his eyelids and saw Mu Guoguo standing in front of the bed, staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jinchen sat up, but saw that his son's expression was wrong. Mu Guoguo didn't speak, took his hand and walked to the next room, and lifted the quilt on the bed.

Fu Jinchen raised his head suspiciously, only to see that there was a large circle of wet marks in the center of the bed.

"You wet the bed?" Fu Jinchen's face was pale, and he had a new bed sheet and bedding that he changed last night.

"You didn't tell me to get up and shhh

Mu Guoguo has a good reason, "I used to sleep with my mother, and my mother would boo me." So, bedwetting is not my responsibility alone. ”

How dare this kid snort?

"Mu Guoguo—"

Fu Jinchen was furious.

Oh!

Mu Guoguo was not afraid, turned around quickly, twisted his little ass and ran away.

Looking at the messy sheets and bedding, Fu Jinchen frowned. How to clean this up, he won't do it at all!

After the regular meeting in the morning, Song Aiyu rushed into the chairman's office with a fierce momentum, and Lin Qiang happened to be there.

"Mu Liang, who told you to stop my budget?" Song Aiyu threw over the folder in her hand, her pretty face was angry.

Mu Liang glanced at her things, his face was calm, and said, "It's not that yours will be stopped, it's that all the company's budgets will be temporarily stopped." ”

"Why?" Song Aiyu's face turned pale with anger, the project in her hand was about to be signed, and suddenly stopped all the budget, and she would immediately lose the case.

"Because I'm going to start anew." Mu Liang raised his head and replied to her: "From now on, all plans must be re-examined by me, and those that have not passed will be stopped." ”

"You?" Song Aiyu is usually arrogant in the company, and when does she need to be approved by others.

"Aunt Qiang, how much profit will our group lose if she does this?!"

Lin Qiang shrugged with a smile and said, "Aiyu, don't get excited. I think this is very good, there are too many cases signed by our group before, and many of them have no income, if we take the opportunity to stop, wouldn't it be great? ”

The two of them obviously breathed out of one nostril, and a chill rose in Song Aiyu's eyes. She picked up the folder with her backhand and was about to leave: "I'll go find my mother!" ”

"Stop!"

The expression in Mu Liang's eyes sank, and he sneered: "The highest decision-making power of the group is here, it's useless for you to find anyone!" ”

The hands hanging by his side tightened fiercely, and Song Aiyu's face was completely gloomy, "Are you deliberately going against me?" ”

"I don't have the heart to go against you," Mu Liang picked up a black folder on the table, handed it to her, and said, "I saw yesterday the cooperation cases you signed this year, and three of them have problems. ”

After a pause, Mu Liang's red lips pursed lightly, and said, "I will let the assistant inform you of the specific details, please prepare the details and hand them over to my desk early tomorrow morning, do you understand?" ”

Song Aiyu's heart tightened for a while, and she couldn't accept the feeling of being pressed on her head at all.

Looking at Song Aiyu's back as she walked away angrily, Lin Qiang looked at Mu Liang's eyes and affirmed, "Liangliang, there will be a group friendship reception next week, and I will announce to the public that you will take over the position of Chairman of the Song Family." ”

Hearing this, Mu Liang's eyes moved, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.