"What the company wants is the real estate market in City A. Which company to attack first and how to do it... these are all your business. In addition..." He raised his palm to support Chen Ziming's shoulder, "Don't forget your identity, I am the boss. , you are an employee! In ancient times, ministers would die quickly if they wanted to interfere in the emperor's private affairs!"
Chen Ziming's back stiffened, but he raised his face with a smile, "Mr. Qin, you... you are getting more and more unpredictable. I can't even understand what you are saying."
"It's best if you don't understand." Qin Zhaoyang retracted his palms and turned to look out the window again. He placed his two palms behind his back and folded them lightly. "As the old saying goes, 'It's rare to be confused'!"
After saying that, he raised his palm slightly.
"Then I'll go and get busy. If you need anything, call me anytime."
Chen Ziming bowed to his back, turned around and exited the study, glanced at the closed door of the master bedroom, and left quickly.
In the master bedroom.
Julie walked out of the cloakroom with a smile, "Madam, your things have been sorted."
"Thank you." Mu's mother nodded gently, "I'm a little hungry, go and prepare some refreshments for me."
Julie agreed and exited the master bedroom.
"Madam, are your hands okay?" Lin Zifan asked with concern.
"It's okay." Mu's mother looked sideways at the direction of the door, stood up and walked to Lin Zifan's side, "Immediately find a safe place, call Mr. Mu, and tell him that Goldman Sachs Group is going to take action against Mu. let him… "
Before she could finish her words, the door to the master bedroom had been pushed open forcefully.
Qin Zhaoyang walked in with a sullen face.
"gentlemen!"
Lin Zifan took a step back with a guilty conscience.
"go out!"
Qin Zhaoyang growled.
Looking at Mu's mother, Lin Zifan reluctantly left the door and gently knocked on the door.
Mu's mother was a little panicked at first, but soon calmed down. She sat back on the sofa in silence, took off the glove on her left hand, and then took off her right hand.
Because they were worn for too long, the blisters on the back of the hands had already cracked and stuck to the gloves, causing burning pain even if they were gently pulled.
Qin Zhaoyang strode to the sofa and looked down at Mu's mother's tied up black hair, "Are you worried about your son again?"
"I don't understand you."
Mu's mother lowered her face, took a breath of air, gritted her teeth and loosened the glove on her little finger.
Qin Zhaoyang suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her chin, and raised her face, "You think I don't know what you are thinking and asked Lin Zifan to tell your precious son to be careful of Goldman Sachs and me... right?"
Mother Mu gritted her teeth, "That's right!"
"You..." Qin Zhaoyang was just guessing at first, but he didn't expect that she would agree so directly. He was so angry that his fingers trembled, "I, Qin Zhaoyang, have been with you for twenty years, and you treat me like this?"
"What about you?" Mu's mother stood up and raised her face to meet the other person's eyes. "How did you agree to me in the first place? Why are you targeting him now? There are so many companies in the world. Why did you choose city A? Why did you choose city A? You want to choose real estate? Don’t you dare to say that you didn’t do it on purpose?”
"I..." Qin Zhaoyang opened his mouth and swallowed the words that came to his lips, "So what, it's because you lied to me first!"
"He is my son, don't I even have the right to see him?"
"He is your son, you care about him, what about me?" Qin Zhaoyang suddenly raised her left hand, "Look at the ring on your hand, don't forget, I am you..."