Mu Yinan first took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

Putting the glass down, he said, "If it weren't for Grandpa's help, there would be no Air Canada Group now." ”

"What does that mean?"

"Air Canada Group, formerly known as Air Canada Glass Products Ltd., is a very small company with only twenty or thirty employees."

"What? So little? ”

"It is now the largest curtain wall company, and it has at least 1,000 employees. ”

There was a feeling that the story was interrupted, Django frowned and said, "Oh, don't make any noise, listen to Mu Yinan." ”

Mu Zhonglun was silent, only to hear his brother continue: "Ten years ago, that is, in the year when Yao Jiahang's son Yao Ye was born, the company received a big order.

All the commercial housing glass of the two major real estate companies of the Three Cities Group, Yunda Real Estate and Keda Real Estate, are purchased from Air Canada Glass Products Co., Ltd., and the advance payment is tens of millions. ”

Hearing this, Mu Sinian couldn't sit still, "How is it possible?" ”

He got up and said, "How can a small company with only twenty or thirty employees receive such a large order?"

Not to mention that it can't be eaten, Dad can't take such a big risk and hand over such a big project to such a small company. ”

Ten years ago, the Tri-Cities Group was under the management of their father, Mu Hanwu.

Mu Sinian was nineteen years old at the time, although he was not directly involved, and he didn't know what had happened, but after listening to Mu Yinan's words at this time, he couldn't believe it.

"This thing is really strange, Dad and Grandpa seem to be deliberately supporting the Yao family and helping the Yao family's company grow......"

After listening to Mu Yinan's words, Mu Django couldn't help but ask: "You mean, the Air Canada Group was able to expand from a small company to its current scale, and it was Grandpa who contributed to the trouble?" ”

"Not only grandpa, but also dad......"

"Why the hell is that? What is the relationship between Grandpa and that family surnamed Yao? How come I never heard him mention it? ”

Mu Sinian frowned, "Is this related to Yao Ye's birth?" ”

"Huh?"

"Didn't Mu Yinan say it just now? The first transaction between the two companies was made in the year Yao Ye was born. ”

Django scratched at his hair, "Ah! What's going on? As soon as that kid was born, his grandfather chose him as his son-in-law? ”

"How is that possible? At that time, Kexi had not yet been born, how could his grandfather know that he would have a daughter in the future? ”

"yes, it can't be......"

Mu Django was full of question marks, "I really can't figure it out, it's up to you." ”

The other men were silent for a long time, but none of them came up with a reasonable explanation.

Mu Zhonglun was irritable, and asked Mu Yinan, "Brother, is the information you just said reliable?" ”

"It's all information that can be found in the company's annual report, and there can be no mistakes."

Mu Sinian wrinkled his eyebrows and tried to recall for a while, "The glass supply of the two real estate companies, Werder and Kodana, does come from the Air Canada Group. ”

"Grandpa, did he have any tricks to be caught by the Yao family?" Django guessed.

Mu Zhonglun was speechless at Django's speculation, "Who is the old man?" What can he do to get caught?

Besides, do you think grandpa is the kind of person who is willing to be threatened? ”

"That's not right, that's not right, I don't think we should guess, just ask grandpa?"

"Will Grandpa say that?"

Django took a deep breath, "No matter, I'm so curious, I have to ask." ”

Unexpectedly, without the leadership of Li Deshen this time, he would not be able to go up to the third floor.

Blocked by a few big men, Django was half angry, "Get out of the way!" Do you hear that? ”

The burly bodyguard seemed to be completely unable to hear him, and repeated, "The master has orders, and no one can go up." ”

"Are you blind? I went up not too long ago. ”

"The master has orders, no one can go up."

Django clenched his fists, "! What else would you say besides this? ”

The four men said in unison, "The master has orders, and no one can go up." ”

"Forget it," Mu Zhonglun grabbed Django, "The old man has made it clear that he doesn't want to see you, and then I'll find a chance to ask grandpa when the banquet is over." ”

At this time, Xiao Kexi had no idea what was happening on the stairs.

She watched the dance performance downstairs through the window, "wow" twice, and was just about to praise "so beautiful", when she suddenly thought of sending a message to the little persimmon.

"Dad, Kexi wants a mobile phone ......"

"Cell phone?"

"Hmmm! If he had a cell phone, he would be able to call his father. ”

Mu Cheng's eyebrows were kind, "If you want to call me, just use Xiao Nianba's mobile phone." ”

The female doll coquettishly said: "It's so troublesome to always find small rice cakes, I want to have my own mobile phone." ”

"Tell me the truth, what does Kexi want to do with his phone?"

Feeling seen through by her father, the little girl's little face flushed slightly, "I want to take beautiful photos and send them to the little persimmon." ”

"Kexi really likes that little persimmon......" The old man's words did not sound any emotion.

He touched Koshi's head, "Okay, I'll lend you my phone to play with first, and you can call him now." ”

"Now?"

"Well, tomorrow is New Year's, don't you want to chat with him?"

A flash of light flashed in Kexi's eyes, and he nodded hurriedly, "Yes!" Kexi wants to say 'Happy New Year' to Little Persimmon......"

"Here you go." Mu Cheng entered Xia Sijing's mother's mobile phone number.

Xiao Mengbao tilted her head, "Huh? How will Dad know what number can be called to Little Persimmon? ”

The old man smiled softly and said, "There is nothing in this world that Dad doesn't know. ”

"Haha," Kexi happily took the phone, "Daddy is Superman!" ”

"Little fool, let's fight, do you know which key to press?"

The female doll "grinned" and said, "Of course I know, press the button in the middle with the phone drawn." ”

The phone was connected, and I heard Aunt Ye's voice, and Kexi said sweetly: "Auntie, I'm Kexi, I want to find a little persimmon." ”

"Hello? Small persimmons? ”

Girl with her phone in her ear, "Happy New Year with little persimmon......

Is the little persimmon still in Lingxia? Listen to the little pigeon say that it is super cold there, is it snowing? ”

As soon as the two children started talking, it seemed that there was a never-ending topic.

I thought it would be just a few minutes of phone calling, but it turned out to be dozens of minutes and it didn't end.

Mu Cheng looked at Kexi's happy chatter, and his eyes moved from her body to the window, fixed on Yao Ye.

The originally loving and gentle gaze gradually deepened.

A picture came to his mind, the little girl held the little boy's hand tightly, tears dried up, her big bright eyes became hollow, and her mouth repeated obsessively, "Brother Ye, don't forget Kexi......"

"I'm never going to forget Koshi! I swear! ”

Perhaps, the red thread of the fate of their two children had been broken on that day.

Mu Cheng sighed, not knowing what he should do in the future.

(End of chapter)