President Daddy is super fierce

"Xiu Han is right. Our company is no longer competitive. We must transform as soon as possible." After the silence, Mr. Mu came to a conclusion.

"Grandpa, what does he mean by belittling our company like this? If you look down on us, don't come back." Mu Chixuan gritted his teeth resentfully.

"Does the Mu family only accept praise, not criticism?" Mu Xiuhan disagreed.

"Chi Xuan, work hard in the marketing department, and leave the R&D department to Xiuhan. The two of you are not allowed to have any more conflicts." Old Master Mu demanded sternly.

Mu Chixuan's expression was pale and he didn't dare to speak.

Wang Sisi was burning with anxiety, the old man's decision was too dangerous.

After having dinner at Mu's house, Mu Xiuhan and his wife returned to the villa.

"Momo." Qiao Momo had just taken a shower when Mu Xiuhan opened the door and came in.

"Huh?" Qiao Momo rubbed her freshly washed long hair and looked at him in astonishment.

"This is my bonus." The man put a bank card on the table: "I will keep it for you."

Qiao Momo's beautiful eyes widened: "You only went to Siya to work for a few days, and you got a bonus?"

Mu Xiuhan nodded: "I have developed a chip before and applied for a patent, which rewarded me with a sum of money."

"Really? Husband, you are amazing." Qiao Momo rushed over, her two small hands hugged his waist tightly: "How much is it?"

"80."

"So much?" Qiao Momo jumped up in surprise, and kissed him on the cheek: "Honey, you are so valuable."

Mu Xiuhan wanted to laugh when he heard that, if she knew that she was sitting on hundreds of billions, what kind of praise would she say?

"In the future, I will become more and more valuable." The man lowered his head, kissed her on the forehead, and said dumbly.

Qiao Momo giggled: "It's good that you have enough money, don't stretch your body just to make money."

"Are you worried about your sexual well-being?" The man's voice was tinged with ambiguity.

"I... I didn't." Qiao Momo blushed and her heart beat, and tried to deny it. In the next second, she lifted her toes and kissed his thin lips: "Did you take your medicine tonight?"

Mu Xiuhan: "..."

A duplicity woman, this is obviously a worry.

"It's too bitter, that old man is lying." Mu Xiuhan resisted very much.

"You have to drink even if it's bitter. It's good for your health. Be obedient. I'll serve it to you." After Qiao Momo finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Mo Xiu sat on the sofa sullenly, this little woman worked diligently to recuperate his body.

Qiao Momo brought the medicine up and personally supervised him to drink it.

"Husband, what you said at Mu's house today was full of gunpowder. Aren't you afraid that your grandpa will go back on his word?" Qiao Momo asked worriedly.

"What I said is the truth, but they are ashamed to admit it." Mu Xiu curled his lips coldly.

"That being said, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to work with them in the future." Qiao Momo was worried about his situation.

"Don't be afraid, I can handle it well." Mu Xiuhan gently stroked her hair: "Trust me."

Qiao Momo nodded slightly.

Mu Xiuhan lowered his head to kiss her face, but Qiao Momo immediately jumped back, pinching his little nose: "The medicine on your body smells so bitter."

man:"……"

Knowing the suffering, but still forcing him to drink, what a heartless woman.

"Aren't you going to compete tomorrow? Go to bed early." Mu Xiuhan shook his head helplessly.

"Husband, do you have time tomorrow? I want you to accompany me to the arena." Qiao Momo suddenly rushed over, took his big palm and shook it coquettishly.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." The man's voice was gentle.

This is the first match in her career, how could he miss it?

"Really?" Qiao Momo's beautiful eyes were shining with starlight. With him by her side, she could compete with peace of mind.

"En." The man grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, pinched her chin, and quickly swept her thin lips across her pink lips.

Qiao Momo did not dodge. The man's kiss like a dragonfly dripping water did not satisfy her. She directly lifted the man's neck and kissed him forcefully.

Mu Xiuhan didn't expect her to be so active and enthusiastic, so he was taken aback.

"Okay, it's late." Mu Xiuhan was afraid that the scar on his face would fall off, so he pushed her away with difficulty.

Qiao Momo smiled wickedly and stopped teasing him.

All the young masters of City B gathered in the prosperous club. Ling Yan's performance here was full, and many people came here admiringly. I heard that there was an elf-like girl who was good at singing and dancing, and she was amazing.

Ling Yan's reputation was immediately established. Maybe it's because she wears a mask or veil every day when she performs, which is full of mystery.

The manager of the rich and prosperous family did not dare to offend Ling Yan, plus she is very powerful, and the guests cheered him on. He had already offered Ling Yan as a cash cow, and knew that there was Gu Xichen above her, who was not easy to mess with.

Tonight, still singing and dancing, Ling Yan chose a dance that was very popular on the Internet recently, and she was wearing a veil, golden blue, and matched with her ice blue gauze dress, which looked ethereal and mysterious.

She has practiced dancing since she was a child, and she has a good foundation. She can learn any kind of dance as soon as she learns it. Moreover, with professional performances, she is even more eye-catching.

"Come out, wow, what a good figure." At the door of the box on the second floor, a man stood at the railing, staring at the stage with bright eyes.

"That's her?" A lazy voice, very young and arrogant.

"That's right, it's her. I don't know what kind of surprise she will bring tonight." The man leaning over the railing looked expectant.

The floor-to-ceiling window was lifted by one hand, with an arrogant and handsome face, this person was none other than Gong Junrong, the son of a wealthy family in City B, who was known to be flamboyant and defiant.

As the music started, Ling Yan stood on the stage with graceful posture and smooth movements. She performed two forward flips and side flips in a row. Zhang showed her dancing skills. This is not a difficult move that ordinary people can do.

"If this is ancient times, this dancing posture is really stunning, tsk tsk, the figure is soft enough." Leaning on the railing is Gong Junrong's attendant, also a rich man, named Li Qiao.

Gong Junrong narrowed his eyes, just now when Ling Yan turned over, the straight and clear legs made the man interested.

"Tell the manager to let her come to me after dancing." Gong Junrong became interested and wanted to see what she looked like.

"Okay, I want to have a drink with her too." Li Qiao immediately turned and went downstairs.

After dancing one dance, Ling Yan walked backstage panting.

"Miss Ling, Master Gong is here to invite you." Li Qiao smiled when he met her.

"Who is Young Master Gong?" Ling Yan asked vigilantly.

"You don't know how to be so ignorant? You don't even know Young Master Gong?" Li Qiao shouted exaggeratedly. In City B, there is no one who doesn't know Gong Junrong.

"Sorry, I sweat a lot, I need to change clothes, excuse me." Ling Yan said in a low voice, trying to bypass him.

"Hey, you still have to give Young Master Gong some face. Come with me." Li Qiao immediately grabbed her wrist.

"Hey, Young Master Li, if you have something to say, don't move your hands." The manager hurried over to smooth things over.

Ling Yan looked at the manager and asked him for help.

"Master Gong is upstairs." Li Qiao only mentioned this name.

When the manager heard it, his expression was filled with awe: "So it's Young Master Gong, Ling Yan, go up and have a drink with Young Master Gong."

"Manager, I..." Ling Yan looked at him in fear.

"It's okay, Young Master Gong will definitely not embarrass you, just come down after drinking a glass of wine." The manager didn't dare to offend Gong Junrong, so he had to let Ling Yan go up.

"Let's go, Miss Ling." Li Qiao said in shock.

Ling Yan had no choice but to follow Li Qiao up to the second floor to a private room.

The door of the box was pushed open, and a young man was sitting on the sofa, beside him were two beautiful women, who were playing dice to guess the size.

"Master Gong, she's here." Li Qiao touched Ling Yan's hands just now, and they were indeed delicate and tender, which surprised him.

"Take off the veil." Gong Junrong lazily leaned back on the sofa, his tone uncompromising.