For many days in a row, reports of the accident of the Song cargo ship were overwhelming. Approaching the New Year, Minghai City has frequently made major news, which was the collapse of Fu's construction site, and finally the rumors gradually went out, and now there is another incident in Song's.

While everyone is paying attention to the development of the situation, they are also speculating whether there will be other things breaking out.

Facing the morning sun, Mu Liang drove to the Song Group. As soon as her car stopped outside the building, she was spotted by sharp-eyed reporters and immediately surrounded her.

"Chairman Mu, could you please answer the search for the cargo ship?"

"And the previous museum fire, is there anything related to the disappearance of the cargo ship?"

"Chairman Mu, there are rumors in the outside world that because the museum will be free for the public to visit, the Song family will not pay enough attention to it to cause a fire."

Mu Liang opened the car door with a calm face, and his tone was angry, "Such rumors are very irresponsible. I can responsibly tell you that I have personally followed every step of the museum from the initial design to its completion, and there is no problem of neglecting it! ”

After a pause, Mu Liang hung his hands at his side and clenched his hands, and said in a deep voice: "This museum is my grandfather's wish before his death, and I must help him realize it." ”

Bang Bang Bang -

The flashes of the surrounding cameras kept staggering, and Mu Liang lowered his face slightly, not letting go of those dazzling lights. The security guards outside the building saw that she was being besieged and immediately rushed into the crowd to escort her out quickly.

Mu Liang walked out of the surrounded circle with difficulty, and when the assistant saw her walk into the hall, he immediately trotted over, "Chairman, are you okay?" ”

"Nope." Mu Liang shook his head.

The assistant held the folder, glanced at the reporters who were stopped by the security guards, and said, "Next time, don't talk to them in person, it's easy to be besieged." ”

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows, and his tone sank, "I can't let the false reports about the Song family appear. ”

The assistant moved his mouth, hugged her into the elevator, and said, "The president is already in the conference room, and all the senior executives will have an emergency meeting in ten minutes." ”

The elevator went up and down, Mu Liang's eyes darkened, and his brows were tightly locked.

Outside the Song Building, a red sports car drove by. Song Aiyu wore sunglasses on her face, seeing that Mu Liang had just been besieged, and drove directly into the underground garage without stopping.

Fifteen minutes later, in the high-level conference room, Song Qinghua was extremely angry.

"How could such a big mistake happen?" Song Qinghua sat in the swivel chair, and the manager of the logistics department stood in place with a pale face and trembling.

Mu Liang's face was also gloomy, according to the company's regulations, where there is such a large number of shipping, it has never been transported at one time, but will be transported several times. Although the cost will increase, there is another layer of insurance to some extent.

The manager lowered his head, his eyes glanced at Song Aiyu from time to time, and he saw that she also clenched her hands nervously.

"You haven't been in the Song family for a day or two, have you forgotten the rules?" Song Qinghua was furious.

"No, President."

The logistics manager explained with a white face and lack of confidence, "Because the delivery date is relatively urgent this time, I will only want to send a batch of shipments." We've never had any accidents in our shipping before! ”

"Confused!"

Song Qinghua slapped the table and shouted, "If things can be predicted by you, then what if?" The delivery is urgent, why don't you report to me or the chairman, why do you deal with it privately? ”

"I'm not selfish." The manager hurriedly waved his hand and said stubbornly, "I asked Manager Song for instructions." ”

Hearing his words, Song Qinghua suddenly set his eyes on Song Aiyu and asked, "Aiyu, what's the matter?" ”

Song Aiyu bit her lip, her face gloomy, "That...... Because Sofia was in a hurry to ask for this batch of goods, when Manager Jia came to ask me, I agreed to his proposal. ”

"Hey, Manager Song, why are you beating a rake?" The man's face changed instantly, and he said angrily: "At the beginning, you told me that you could save a lot of money by only going to the freight once, and said that I should load all the pianos on one boat!" ”

"I didn't!"

Song Aiyu stood up and turned her face completely to deny anyone, "Manager Jia, why did I say such a thing?!" ”

"You, you ......" the man's whole body trembled with anger.

"Shut up—"

Song Qinghua stood up with a cold face, and his sharp gaze shot straight at Song Aiyu's face. Her eyes already showed that she saw through Song Aiyu's weakness.

Song Qinghua's eyes were full of anger, Song Aiyu pursed her lips and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Mu Liang held the pen in his hand, and his eyes gradually fell silent. She raised her eyebrows and stared at Song Aiyu's weak gaze, and said, "All those responsible related to this matter must be thoroughly investigated." ”

Song Aiyu looked shocked, and looked at Song Qinghua for help, but saw the fierce color flashing in the corner of her eyes.

"I agree." Song Qinghua spoke, standing on the same front as Mu Liang, and the two of them nodded at the same time, that was the highest decision of the Song family. This matter affects the entire Song family, and if it is not strictly investigated, there will be even greater incidents in the future.

"Mom!"

Song Aiyu exploded, and when she got up, the chair slid across the floor and made a big noise.

Song Qinghua kept his face calm and didn't raise his head.

Song Aiyu stood awkwardly in place, facing everyone's questioning eyes. Mu Liang sat on Song Qinghua's left hand side, and Song Aiyu was separated by a long distance, such an obvious distance seemed to indicate something.

The hands hanging by her side tightened fiercely, Song Aiyu bit her lip and sat back in the chair with a pale face.

A modern office building in the heart of the city with a unique view from the top floor. The location next to the port, and the brightness facing the sea, is unmatched.

Yu Jian put his hands in the pockets of his suit, and his deep eyes fixed on the calm sea in the distance.

"President."

The secretary pushed the door in and stood behind him, "The outside of the Song Mansion is full of newspaper reporters and TV station staff. ”

Yu Jian didn't look back, his eyes still fell into the distance.

"According to Song's production speed, it is impossible to make a batch of pianos for delivery in a short period of time." The secretary pursed his lips and took another step to report.

Yu Jian answered softly, his voice was very low, "Report the situation to me at any time." ”

"Yes." When he turned to leave, the secretary closed the door to his office.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the sparkling sea level was a little dazzling. Yu Jian's restrained eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but be forced to lower his head by the strong light.

All morning, Mu Liang was on the phone. However, the outgoing calls were either not answered, or they were all listened to by the secretary, which was obviously perfunctory.

At noon, Mu Liang didn't eat lunch and called the person in charge of the operation department to the office.

"How's it going?" Mu Liang's expression was awe-inspiring.

The person in charge of the operation department shook his head and said truthfully: "Chairman, we have already calculated. Now the workers at the three factories have all stopped their other orders and are exclusively for orders from Sofia. However, our pianos are all made by hand, and the productivity is slow, even if our more than 500 employees work overtime, we can complete up to 600 pianos a month. ”

"Six hundred?" Mu Liang frowned, "That's a lot worse." ”

"Yes," the head of the operations department also frowned, "This is already the fastest speed, and the employees also need to rest, and they can't run 24 hours a day." ”

"I understand." Mu Liang sighed, and his upper body sank into the swivel chair, "Then you go to follow up, be sure to drive at full speed, and there must be no more mistakes." ”

"Yes." The person in charge left, and Mu Liang's frowning brows did not relax. If Sofia's order is not delivered on time, the amount of compensation that Song will have to pay will be astronomical.

If this is really the case, the Song family will not only lose money, but the good reputation that has been built over the past few decades will also be ruined!

The sky outside the window was slowly darkening, Mu Liang was undecided, she didn't leave the office all day, she didn't eat lunch, the assistant persuaded her a few times, but she really didn't have an appetite to eat.

In the afternoon, Mu Liang personally went to inspect the factory, and all the employees followed her instructions and rushed to work at full speed. However, Song's instruments are all handmade, and the production time is extremely slow, which is why Song's instruments have always maintained a high price.

You can't affect the quality just because you are in a hurry, this is what Mu Liang has repeatedly explained.

After returning to Song, Mu Liang still locked himself in his office and continued to make phone calls. At this time, she couldn't think of any other effective way, so she had to be cheeky and ask for help.

It was a long time since the end of work, and a row of wall lamps were lit in the hallway. Song Qinghua came out with his bag, obviously just hanging up the phone. Relying on Song Rufeng's connections before her death, she reluctantly asked for help from several companies, but the effect of the help was not great.

The office on the side was lit up, Song Qinghua looked tired and walked out, and when she walked outside the office, she slowly stopped, and her eyes fell on the woman in front of the office.

"Manager Chu, please help." Mu Liang held the phone, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was already stiff, "Didn't we just hand over a batch of pianos some time ago, I know that you haven't sold them yet, they are all in the cargo hold, can you sell them to us." ”

"Chairman Mu, you don't follow the rules," the other party's voice was a little mocking, "Why do you have to buy Song's own piano yourself?" ”

Mu Liang bit his lip and said helplessly: "Yes, now we have to buy it back, buy as much as you want." ”

The other party seems to have heard some jokes, and the words are mostly difficult.

Mu Liang wanted to drop the phone several times, but when she thought of Song, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

"What, the price is so high?" Mu Liangxiu's face sank, and he said angrily: "This price is more than twenty times what we sold to you at the beginning." ”

"Manager Chu," Mu Liang pressed to hold back the anger in his heart, "We have been working together for some time, and this price is too high for us to bear." ”

"Chairman Mu!" The other party seemed to hold on to something, and said with a smile: "Does the Song family still have time to bargain now, if you can't deliver the goods to Sofia on time, I'm afraid the trouble will be even greater......"

"Smack!"

Song Qinghua pressed the telephone that was talking, and stood in front of Mu Liang with a calm face.

"What are you doing?" Mu Liang stood up instantly, "This family is finally willing to spit out, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

When the words fell, she picked up the microphone with her backhand and prepared to dial again.

"Put it down!"

Song Qinghua snatched the microphone from her hand and threw it on the table, "The Song family is not exhausted yet, so you don't need to beg for someone so lowly!" ”

Mu Liang chuckled, his eyes gloomy, "Maybe it's coming soon." ”

The five fingers holding the leather bag tightened, Song Qinghua sank his face, and said, "Even if there is a real day, it will not be your turn to beg someone!" Dad leaves his place to you, and you are the face of our Song family. ”

"Mu Liang, you remember for me that the façade of the Song family can never fall!" Song Qinghua's raised gaze happened to fall into the depths of Mu Liang's eyes. Mu Liang didn't speak, but the phone he was holding slowly was put back.

Song Qinghua raised his face slightly, his delicate face was stained by the dim light, adding a little lonely beauty, "From the time I took over the Song family at the age of twenty-eight, it has been a full twenty years this year. In the past 20 years, I have experienced all kinds of storms, I used to have my father with me, this time he is gone, but I will still hold up the overall situation. ”

"As long as I'm here, I won't let the Song family collapse!" Song Qinghua's red lips pursed lightly, and his tone was firm.

Sighing secretly, the corners of Mu Liang's lips hooked slightly, and said, "I once promised my grandfather to help him protect the Song family, so I won't see the Song family collapse!" ”

Song Qinghua lowered his head, his eyes suddenly sour. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have already found all the people I can find." You don't call those people anymore, they won't really help, they're just waiting to see the joke! ”

Mu Liang moved his mouth, but this time he didn't refute. She has been on the phone all day, and I don't know how many big cars she has said good things, but no one is willing to send charcoal in the snow.

"Let's go." Song Qinghua turned around first, Mu Liang turned off the lamp, and walked behind with his bag.

Walking through the revolving glass door, the oncoming cold wind hit people, Mu Liang subconsciously raised his collar, and before his eyes could lock on to the target, he heard a familiar voice.

"Mom!"

Mu Guoguo rushed over, Mu Liang instinctively bent down and hugged his son in his arms.

"Guoguo, why are you here?" Mu Liang picked up his son and kissed him the cheek.

Mu Guoguo also pursed her little mouth, kissed her face, and said, "Guoguo misses her mother." ”

In the past few days, he has been busy with Song's affairs, Mu Liang has no time to go to the kindergarten to see his son, and he hangs up in a hurry with a few words every night when he talks on the phone. Her son misses her, and she misses her son even more.

"Mommy misses you too." Mu Liang hugged him tightly in his arms, his cheeks rubbed against his son's forehead, and his eyes instantly turned red.

On his side, Song Qinghua looked at Mu Guoguo fluttering in Mu Liang's arms, unable to hide his envy.

"Guoguo."

"Pretty grandma." Mu Guoguo slipped down from Mu Liang's arms, and ran to Song Qinghua instead, looking up at her with her little head, and shouting with a smile.

Song Qinghua immediately squatted down, and his palm gently landed on top of his head, "Good." ”

The appearance of this child squinting and smiling is particularly beautiful. Song Qinghua felt warm for a while, and couldn't help but reach out and pick her up.

Seeing her stretch out his hand, Mu Liang wanted to step forward, but was pulled into his arms by the man who came over.

Fu Jinchen's sword eyebrows were frivolous, he pulled Mu Liang into his arms and shook his head at her.

Mu Guoguo is very good at pleasing people, his little mouth is sweet, and he coaxed Song Qinghua into laughter in a few words.

"Pretty grandma, your cake is delicious." Mu Guoguo blinked at her fingers, her big eyes blinking.

Song Qinghua lowered his head and kissed his little face, and said, "Next time, the beautiful grandma is ready to have more, and you are welcome to eat." ”

"Okay!" Mu Guoguo clapped his hands.

The temperature outside was a little low, Song Qinghua was reluctant to put the child down, and looked at Mu Liang, "Everyone is very tired these days, you can rest and rest, if there is anything, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

After the words fell, Song Qinghua bent down again and kissed Mu Guoguo on the face, and said, "Guoguo, goodbye." ”

Mu Guoguo waved her hand and was very polite, "Beautiful grandma, goodbye." ”

When Song Qinghua walked away, Fu Jinchen picked up his son, pulled Mu Liang into the car, and returned home directly.

The dinner was prepared by Fu Jinchen himself, although the taste was very ordinary, it was rare for Mu Liang to have dinner with his son and him, and even Mu Guoguo, who had always been a picky eater, ate it very deliciously.

After dinner, Mu Liang took his son to take a bath. After not seeing her for many days, she sat on the edge of the bathtub and looked at her son carefully from head to toe, always feeling that she couldn't see enough. After taking a bath, Mu Guoguo should have mixed into the big bed and was next to Mu Liang.

Fu Jinchen didn't stop him, he knew that his son wanted Mu Liang, and he knew that Mu Liang wanted his son. Turn off the bedside lamp, the three of them lay on the bed, and they didn't say much, but they smelled each other's familiar breath, and no matter how irritable their hearts were, they could calm down.

Soon after, Mu Guoguo's children closed their eyes and slept heavily in their mother's arms. Fu Jinchen reached out and hugged his son and placed him on the outside of his body.

"Did you miss me?"

Mu Liang held back a smile, he had already guessed that he would ask such a question. Every time she said this, she had resistance.

didn't answer, Mu Liang just raised his head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Her touch was immediately exchanged for a man's ferocious kiss. The moment the lips were close to each other, Mu Liang knew how urgent this kind of longing was. But because his son is by his side, someone who wants to do something bad has to hold back.

"Let's go next door." Fu Jinchen clasped Mu Liang's wrist and made a gesture to carry her out of bed.

Mu Liang glared at him fiercely, and his voice was low, "Fu Jinchen, I'm not in the mood." ”

The person in her arms was obviously absent-minded, and Fu Jinchen couldn't enjoy her state. He stretched out his hand to hug the person in his arms, his thin lips fell on her forehead, and said, "I have already found someone to read the contract you faxed to me today." According to the terms of the contract, if Song could not deliver the goods on time, the compensation would definitely not escape. ”

Mu Liang sighed, his expression gloomy, "I know." She told Fu Jinchen about the whole day today, and according to the current situation, the pressure that the Song family will face is huge.

"Let's go to bed first." Fu Jinchen's deep eyes fell on her face, and said, "You have lost weight in the past few days, I feel distressed when I look at it." ”

Burying his face in his chest, Mu Liang really felt very sleepy. A few days ago, she was busy with the museum, and she was not busy there, and there was an accident on the cargo ship here, and she had been unable to sleep for several days.

Snuggled in Fu Jinchen's arms, Mu Liang listened to his steady heartbeat, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed. The next morning, when she opened her eyes, her son was lying in the crook of her arm, breathing evenly.

It was still early, Mu Liang stepped into bed lightly and walked from the bedroom to the living room. Fu Jinchen had already gotten up and was answering the phone on the balcony with her mobile phone, she went into the kitchen, turned on the fire, and began to prepare breakfast.

After a while, Fu Jinchen hung up the phone and came back, and heard movement in the kitchen.

"Early."

Fu Jinchen put her in front of him and wrapped his hands around her waist, "I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" ”

Mu Liang pursed his lips and said, "Bad news." ”

"I can only find a hundred workers who are familiar with the violin industry." The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face rested on her shoulder.

A hundred?

Mu Liang's head was stunned for a while, and then he turned around in surprise and screamed, "Fu Jinchen, are you human?" ”

The man's eyes narrowed instantly.

"No, no, no." Mu Liang looked excited and explained, "I mean, how can you find it? ”

"I can't tell you this." Fu Jinchen raised his face arrogantly.

Mu Liang stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, and said, "Are there really a hundred?" ”

"Yes." Fu Jinchen replied affirmatively, "Those people have basically engaged in occupations related to piano making, but they are not professional enough, you should be able to use them for short-term training." ”

Mu Liang took a deep breath, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was bright, "Fu Jinchen, thank you very much." ”

Fu Jinchen's face lowered, and he pressed against her forehead, and said, "I don't like empty words, you can thank me with practical actions." ”

"Do you want to play a kiss game again?"

A small black head suddenly came in outside the kitchen, and Mu Liang immediately pulled Fu Jinchen's hand out of his pajamas, and hung his head in embarrassment, "My son has seen it." ”

Fu Jinchen sank his face, thinking that this stinky boy woke up really early today. He turned around and picked up his son and led him into the bathroom to wash his face.

The bathroom door was open, and Mu Liang's cheeks flushed a little when he heard the questions his son asked Fu Jinchen.

Previously, because Song Qinghua was already very angry, but now because of the matter of the cargo ship, Song Aiyu was hit again. Since she came home last night, she hardly saw Song Qinghua.

Seeing Song Qinghua coming out of the study this morning, Song Aiyu wanted to curry favor, but she didn't want Song Qinghua to look very light, and didn't give her too many opportunities to speak.

Mom is really angry!

Song Aiyu left the house with a huff and drove away from the villa. Song Qinghua stood at the window and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Song Aiyu leaving after scolding a few servants one after another.

Driving to Song's house, Song Aiyu saw that the reporters outside the group were still squatting. She drove the car to the side exit of the building, where no one would normally notice.

Parked the car, Song Aiyu pondered how to save Song Qinghua's heart. She took out the phone and planned to call Ming Ming, but before she could call, she heard someone shouting: "Aiyu." ”

Song Aiyu turned around suspiciously, she didn't know the woman behind her, "Who are you?" ”

Xiao Ya took off the sunglasses on her face and said in surprise: "It's more beautiful than the photo." ”

"You know me?" Song Aiyu frowned.

Xiao Ya nodded hurriedly and took a step forward to take her hand, "Aiyu, I'm your mother." ”

"My mother?" Song Qinghua was stunned at first, and then shook off her hand mockingly, "Crazy! ”

Song Aiyu turned around with her bag, but heard the woman shouting behind her: "Your father is Sang Yu, I am your mother, and you are our daughter!" ”

Sang Yu?!

When Song Aiyu heard these two words, her face turned pale instantly, and the whole person froze in place.