In the darkness, the black car climbed the mountain road and drove into a very secluded mansion located on the hillside on the outskirts of the imperial capital, hidden among the trees.
From a distance, people can only see the upturned eaves emerging from the depths of the mansion.
This is an excellent place to stay healthy.
People who can live here are either rich or noble.
The car was stopped by the guards guarding the door.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Mu Mingcheng's expressionless profile.
The guard saluted him solemnly, pressed the partition door, and the car entered smoothly.
Not far away, an antique courtyard appeared.
Mu Mingcheng got out of the car, straightened his clothes and walked straight in, followed closely by Assistant Fang and the driver.
On both sides of the winding path, there are street lamps emitting bright light every few meters. It was early summer and the yard was very quiet. Only a few frogs and cicadas chirped occasionally from the roadside. Soon someone followed the direction of the sound and either caught or drove them away.
Normally, they could just scream if they wanted to, but it was different tonight. The old man was sick, and several big shots in the courtyard thought they were noisy.
"Hello, Master Mu."
The servants of the Xu family hurried back and forth, but their footsteps were not unsteady. When he saw Mu Mingcheng, he paused and bent down to say hello. His quality was very high.
Many people in the mansion watched Mu Mingcheng grow up, and he would nod to show respect when he met an acquaintance.
At the door of the main hall, a man with a serious face, meticulously dressed, and even his hair combed smoothly, looking like an upright and old-fashioned man came out after hearing the sound.
He walked up to Mu Mingcheng, raised his eyebrows into the Chinese character Sichuan, and asked, "Why did you arrive just now? Grandpa has been talking about you for a long time."
This person is none other than the eldest son of the Xu family, Xu Chenghui, who just called Assistant Fang. He is about 1.82 meters tall, with a strong build and a Chinese-character face. He is considered handsome among ordinary people.
This kind of face is a natural good condition for people in the political world.
However, when he arrived in front of Mu Mingcheng, his height and appearance were a bit lacking. Therefore, he deliberately stood two meters away so that he could look directly at the cousin he didn't like.
Mu Mingcheng glanced at the inner room and said with a smile: "What are you anxious about, cousin? If grandpa knew the reason why I came late, he might be happier."
There was something in his words, but Xu Chenghui couldn't guess what he could do to make the old man happy.
He stepped aside like a master and said, "Hurry in."
When Mu Mingcheng entered, he followed him with a mocking smile on his lips.
Assistant Fang and the driver were naturally not qualified to follow him, but this did not prevent them from seeing Xu Xu's expression clearly.
Seeing that there was no one around, Assistant Fang bumped the driver's arm with his elbow and curled his lips and said, "Old Liu, look at how young Master Xu is getting his way."
The driver, Lao Liu, turned to look at him, flicked the place where he was touched in disgust, and silently took two steps away. They are all grown men, so what are you doing? I am not deaf, so I can hear you if you speak properly.
In the inner room, Mr. Xu was half leaning on the bed, with a needle stuck in his wrist. His cloudy eyes looked towards the door from time to time, and his tone was weak: "Ming Cheng--why haven't you come yet?"
The gray-haired old lady was sitting on a stool next to the bed, and there were several men and women standing beside her. The family doctor is on the other side keeping an eye on the situation.
"I just called and said they'll be here soon." Mrs. Xu answered while pulling up the blanket covering her wife.
Illness comes like a mountain. This sentence is no exaggeration for everyone in the Xu family.
The old man on the bed is like a mountain to their Xu family.
Xu Baishan came from the war years and made great military exploits. The old men of his generation are basically buried in the grave, and they have a decisive position in country Z.
As long as he is here, everyone in country Z will give the Xu family some respect.
The old man is seventy-one years old and has always been in good health. The Xu family also pays attention to the maintenance of his health.
But after all, age comes with it, and the weather in June changes at every turn, with periods of coolness and hotness, and accidentally the old man catches a cold when he gets up early in the morning, and develops a high fever in the evening.
After I got a fever, I kept chanting the name of my only grandson, Mu Mingcheng.
The eldest grandson Xu Chenghui immediately called him back.
Mu Mingcheng came in and looked around first. There were about ten people of various sizes standing in the room.
The air was a little stuffy, and he frowned slightly.
Mrs. Xu quickly stood up and moved her seat, "Mingcheng, your grandpa is waiting for you."
Xu Baishan opened his eyes and said angrily: "You brat, just like your parents, do you think I'm getting old and you can't even call me?"
Mu Mingcheng helped Mrs. Xu sit down in her original position and smiled at Xu Baishan, "Grandpa said such angry words. How can he be old before he has even hugged his great-grandson?"
"If none of you bastards get married, where can I go to raise my great-grandson?"
Strangely enough, Xu Baishan gave birth to two sons, and the two sons gave birth to several grandchildren. Leaving aside the younger ones, the eldest son, Xu Chenghui, is about to get married this year and is not letting up on getting married.
There is no fourth generation in the Xu family.
If there is anyone in the second or third generation who is worthy of success, Mr. Xu is not in a hurry. However, most of his children and grandchildren have mediocre qualifications. If the Xu family wants to maintain its glorious position, it must continue to cultivate the new generation.
Xu Baishan knew well that this illness seemed to be menacing, but in fact it was not a big deal. If he takes good care of himself, he can live for at least twenty years, and there will be no problem raising a good heir.
The premise is that his grandson will be more successful when he gives birth to a child.
Although Mu Mingcheng's surname is not Xu, there are no elderly people in the Mu family, so he should take more care of them.
Xu Chenghui's face was solemn and his eyes were clear, "Grandpa, we brothers all plan to start a career first and then start a family. Ming Cheng has a successful career and there is no woman around him. You should urge him more."
"Grandpa, don't worry, I already have a girlfriend." Mu Mingcheng curled the corners of his mouth and exploded. bomb.
"My cousin has a girlfriend? When did it happen?" Several children in the Xu family exclaimed.
A few years ago, they would have definitely not dared to speak in front of Mu Mingcheng. The murderous aura that occasionally leaked out of him made them panic. It was only in the past two years that my cousin retired from the army and went into business, and his aura became much softer, so they dared to approach him.
"Ahem, I just handed it in." He seemed embarrassed and coughed.
Even though he was as cold and hard as Xu Chenghui, he couldn't help but look at him in surprise. Is this tender-faced man in love the same Mu Mingcheng he knew
No matter what others thought, Xu Baishan was pleasantly surprised when he heard the news after venting his anger.
"The relationship is great. When will you bring me over to meet you and give me a great-grandson as soon as possible?"
Mu Mingcheng: ... Is my child just for you to play with
However, thinking that he and Gu Jin were born with a sweet-smelling and soft child,
Mu Mingcheng shivered for no reason.
So he said: "Don't worry, it's just a trial period. If it doesn't fit, we will break up."
…
Xu Baishan was ill and couldn't bear it, so he asked everyone to leave without saying a few words.
It was late at night, and Mu Mingcheng had his own room here, so he stopped rushing home.
"I didn't expect that my cousin also has a tough and tender side." Xu Jiaoyun, the youngest daughter of the Xu family, looked at his leaving figure. She had broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, with starry eyes, and sighed: "That cousin must have saved me in my previous life. Earth!"
Xu Chenghui happened to hear these words when he came out, frowned and said: "Why don't you go back to bed at night."
Xu Jiaoyun didn't dare not listen to what her cousin said. She muttered something old-fashioned, stuck out her tongue, and turned back to her room.
He didn't know whether that woman saved the earth, but did she say that Mu Mingcheng was a tough guy and tender
ridiculous!
Having been a killing machine, there is such a thing as tenderness!
Xu Chenghui sneered, and his old-fashioned face showed a bit of evil.
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It was raining lightly outside the window. Gu Jin was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding the computer in his arms and browsing information quickly.
After a while, she put the computer away, stretched out, picked up the brown sugar ginger tea on the table and took a sip.
Her belly suddenly felt warm, and she lay leisurely on the bed.
Starting a business is hard! Starting a business is hard!
Ever since Tong Lin invited her to start a magazine together, Gu Jin's heart was aroused by this proposal.
Who wants to be a soldier if he can be a general? Who would work for someone else if they could be the boss and CEO
Moreover, she touched her beautiful little face, and she had good looks. If she has a little more money, she won't have to look for fresh meat by herself, there will be countless young meat coming to look for her.
As for Mu Mingcheng
Neither of them can deal with the other, so it would be best for them to separate after three months and go do harm to others.
She stayed in her apartment all day, surfing the Internet to get information about the world.
Generally speaking, the development of literature here is similar to that in her previous life. Only online novels are still in their infancy, and the entire Internet is filled with deep sadomasochistic novels in various guises.
Gu Jin shuddered at the plot, and said to herself that it was no wonder she couldn't find a book that suited her taste these days.
Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and with her unremitting efforts, she found a small Bishui website.
Some of the novels in it are excellent, and they are quite similar to a certain river she often visited in her previous life.
Gu Jin touched his chin. Since he was going to open a magazine, it wouldn't be difficult to publish a novel, right
With this in mind, she opened WeChat and sent a message to Tong Lin.
After all, it was Tong Lin who advocated running the magazine, so it was appropriate to ask him. When a magazine publishes novels, she is afraid that Tong Lin will feel inferior.
If he doesn't agree, Gu Jin will have no choice but to open a publishing house alone.
Soon, a message came back from the other end.
[It’s a good idea. Let’s chat with Yang Zhe and the others in a few days.]
It is also followed by a web link.
When I opened it, I saw that it was a book written by a certain male channel, with more than 1 million words in it. The data is very good, but there is no contract or v.
Gu Jin never imagined that a man as glamorous as Tong Lin would be reading about stallions on a male channel!
She replied as tactfully as possible: [Um..., I don't watch... type.]
[no. . .]
[There is no emotional scene, you should watch it first and then talk about it.]
Apparently, Tong Lin saw the meaning of her ellipsis and explained it.
Tong Lin's character is still trustworthy, but Gu Jin feels a little guilty. For some reason, she couldn't feel confident when facing Tong Lin.
[Okay then, I’ll talk about it after reading it.]