Grandma insisted on lying on the bed and continued to fall asleep, and then she insisted on raising her ears to listen to Mu Chengcheng's gentle and clear voice.

She knew that her grandson was in deep trouble.

As the sun sets, Bai Zhifan never returns.

Mu Chengcheng bought rich meals from the canteen, and the three of them sat around a small table, talking and laughing.

Although it is surrounded by neat but slightly cold sanatorium atmosphere.

But suddenly I felt like home.

This made Bai Zhifan, who was immersed in eating dumplings, couldn't help but raise one corner of his lips.

"Well, Xiaobai, it's almost seven o'clock. You should leave early after eating." Mu Chengcheng was never vague about work matters.

She carefully shaved off the fish bones for her grandmother, while keeping a serious smile on her face.

Upon hearing these words, Bai Zhifan's eating speed suddenly slowed down, as if he was stuck in the digital world.

Grandma smiled knowingly: "No matter how slow you eat, you still have to leave. I stand by you on this. It's not safe to leave late!"

Bai Zhifan, who was manipulated by the two women, raised his head in annoyance, put down his chopsticks, and said angrily: "I'm full, I'm leaving."

Mu Chengcheng immediately stood up and packed his things: "Well, then I'll give it to you."

Bai Zhifan's eyes lit up: "Send me back to Lincheng?"

Mu Chengcheng smiled: "I want to flatter you, so I will send you to the parking lot. Otherwise, what will happen if the big star is surrounded again?"

Bai Zhifan's enthusiasm was reduced by half: "No need, you can eat some more with grandma."

Mu Chengcheng couldn't help but pick up the mobile phone beside him, and then grabbed Bai Zhifan's arm: "Let's go, you can eat less staple food. Send me a WeChat message when you get there."

Bai Zhifan stared at his arm blankly for a long time before saying "Huh".

"Oh, by the way..." Mu Chengcheng looked back at him and said in a neutral tone: "Next time if you use my name to tell the director that you won't shoot a kissing scene, I will..."

The grandmother in the corner listened and said: "If you dare to film a kissing scene with someone else, I'll tear his mouth off!"

Mu Chengcheng smiled dryly: "Grandma, I didn't mean that!"

But grandma raised her chin and said seriously: "Don't worry, Chengcheng, I still have full confidence in our little Bai!"

This old lady never knows how to pretend to understand.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain.

Mu Chengcheng looked at the darkened sky and dragged Bai Zhifan out.

She strode him into the car and even leaned over to fasten his seat belt.

Standing next to the car door with her arms folded like a big sister, she said: "Don't answer the phone while driving, and the car phone won't work. You must go to a service station to rest within two hours. The speed cannot exceed 100. If you exceed it, you will be fined. Don't forget

You want to invest in my company in exchange for your salary! Do you hear me clearly?"

Bai Zhifan always had a smile hidden on his lips and raised his chin deliberately: "How can there be so many rules..."

Mu Chengcheng raised his eyebrows and continued to threaten: "Then I will ask the screenwriter teacher to change back all the kissing scenes, passionate scenes, sex scenes that you deleted..."

"Okay, I get it!"

Seeing Bai Zhifan put on his sunglasses awkwardly, Mu Chengcheng sighed.

She gently reached into the car and reached out to take off the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose: "The light is so dark now, it's not safe to drive with sunglasses on, like this..."

I saw Mu Chengcheng playing with Bai Zhifan's bangs, letting the fine hair rest on the appropriate eyebrow bone, and then pulled up his mask: "This way no one can recognize you..." Ben

It's a common action.

But he didn't know whether it was the fragrance on Mu Chengcheng's body that was too intoxicating, or the sound of her heartbeat jumping out. Bai Zhifan almost concealed his breathing, and the stars in his eyes gradually rose.

Mu Chengcheng patted Bai Zhifan, who was in a daze, and urged: "Okay, let's go quickly. Go back now. We can be at the hotel before one o'clock. I'll wait for your call."

Bai Zhifan rolled up the car window stupidly, started the car, and drove out of the parking lot at a slow speed.

The singer's soft and ambiguous voice came from the car stereo.

Bai Zhifan thought to himself that this was the happiest day in the past twenty-four years.

.............................

When Mu Chengcheng returned to Nancheng, he rushed straight to the company.

Yuxiang Publishing Group is hidden in the courtyard of a family member of a state-owned enterprise.

The vehicles on both sides were covered with fallen leaves.

The wind is blowing in Nancheng, which is a sign before the heavy rain comes.

The publishing group is a five-story building with two factories behind the building used for printing publications.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the old company was in full swing. Mu Chengcheng called all the old employees to work overtime to clean up.

"Aunt Su, when will the accounts be settled?" Mu Chengcheng asked impatiently as soon as he opened the office door.

A middle-aged woman wearing thick glasses looked up from the chaotic vouchers: "Xiao Mr. Mu, our publishing house has two accounts. One is from the public account, which is simple and clear, and the other is from Mr. Mu's private account.

But this private account is also involved in his personal income and expenditure, so it is difficult to deal with..."

Mu Chengcheng said solemnly: "This is illegal..."

The middle-aged woman smiled coquettishly: "It's been like this for so many years, and Mr. Mu didn't say anything..."

Mu Chengcheng stopped talking and asked the young man: "Lawyer Luo, how is the contract review going? What's the worst case scenario?"

The young man said: "Even the company's own copyrights and all the unsalable books in the library are compensated, and we still owe 12 million."

Mu Chengcheng seemed to have guessed the outcome, but he seemed particularly calm: "What's the solution?"

The young man continued: "Negotiating an extension with the bond side is currently the most feasible way."

"What about canceling the contract?"

The young man shook his head: "Cancellation of the contract will trigger the breach of contract clause and the liquidated damages will be higher. If you refuse to pay the liquidated damages, you may face litigation. The litigation process and time will be quite long."

Mu Chengcheng murmured helplessly: "I didn't even look at the contract when I signed it. I dared to sign it with my eyes closed..."

She reached for a cup of cold coffee, which was left before going out in the morning: "I have to work overtime these days, thank you all uncles and aunts for your hard work..." There was a huge palm tree outside the window.

It looked shaky under the swaying shadows of the trees.

Just like this collapsed building, the collapse was so unexpected that people were caught off guard.

Mu Chengcheng has been running rampant in this building as long as he can remember.

She fed stray cats in the small flower bed downstairs.

I watched Huanzhugege with my uncle in the reception room on the first floor.

I almost cut my finger on the printing press in the factory at the back.

She spent her childhood, adolescence and youth here.

This is not so much the family business that the Mu family relies on.

Rather, it is the greenhouse where Mu Chengcheng grew up.

It gave her a sense of security and confidence.

But now, it is standing in the wind and rain.

At this moment, Mu Chengcheng hated his father very much, but he had to understand him.

He has lived under his father's halo for nearly sixty years, and all his revenge and hopes are pinned on this transformation.

What he expected was great success.

Rather than building on the legacy of our ancestors.
Chapter completed!