With great joy in his heart, Chen Ziming could hardly control his emotions. He raised his hands and rubbed his face, then turned and walked to the bathroom.
After taking two steps forward, he couldn't help but raise his palms in mid-air to imitate the conductor's finishing gesture, then turned around and bowed to the space.
That feeling is like controlling the whole world.
With a low laugh, he straightened up and walked into the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror and took a look at his haggard self. He frowned and then shrugged for a moment.
As long as they successfully capture Mu's, all these costs are nothing. As for the huge debts owed, all they have to do is use Mu's funds to make up for the holes.
Staring at his face in the mirror with a smile, Chen Ziming couldn't help but feel narcissistic in his heart.
"Chen Ziming, you are really a genius, and a courageous genius!"
If he hadn't made that decision last night, how could he have gotten everything overnight? Thinking about it, his decision last night was really wise.
"It is said that when Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, he must first torture his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions..."
While unbuttoning his clothes, he was shaking his head and reciting the verses. He only regarded the various experiences he had experienced before as God's test before he succeeded, and he was so unhappy.
He took off his clothes and stood under the shower head, turned on the faucet, and water splashed out. Chen Ziming, who was originally looking proud, jumped out from under the spray with a scream.
"Damn it, it burned me to death!"
I don't know whether the guests who checked out before had not adjusted the faucet properly, or whether the water supplied by this hotel was hot. When the water came out, it was hot water, which only made Chen Ziming's face and shoulders sore.
He held up cold water to rinse the sore area. Chen Ziming, who was in a good mood, did not take this matter too seriously and stood under the shower head again happily.
Take a shower, shave... Put on the ironed shirt and suit that were returned from the laundry room, and look at yourself from the left and right of the floor-to-ceiling camera, Chen Ziming raised his lips with satisfaction.
"Hello, Chairman Chen!"
Returning to the bedside, he pressed the intercom to order breakfast from the catering department, and then called his assistant.
"Immediately notify all the media you know and ask them to wait for the press conference downstairs at M Moser. This morning, I will officially take over M Moser!"
The assistant was startled, "You... what did you say?"
Chen Ziming slowed down and finished his words, "Today, I will officially take over the Mu family, which means that in a few hours, the Mu family will be completely in my hands. Do you understand?"
The assistant was silent on the other end of the phone for two seconds before responding, "Yes, Mr. Chen!"
"Wrong." Chen Ziming did not hang up the phone immediately as before, but reminded him seriously, "From now on, don't call me Mr. Chen again."
"Ah... yes, Mr. Chen... no, Chairman Chen!" The assistant quickly corrected his slip of the tongue.
Chen Ziming smiled with satisfaction, "Very good, go do your thing!"
There was a knock on the door. Chen Ziming walked over and opened the door, asked the delivery boy to bring the meal in, and casually took out two whole bills from his wallet and handed them to him.
"Here's your tip!"
"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"
The waiter who delivered the meal took the tip and left with a lot of gratitude. Chen Ziming walked to the table and spread his napkin on his knees.