The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 342 0342. Mid-term exam emergencies. (6)

Seeing Mu Qingyun's completely bewildered look, Tang Ming secretly spat on these vampires, then walked away two steps, clutching the receiver.

With this posture, Jiang Shaoheng knew what he was doing at a glance.

It's time to "communicate" well.

This kind of thing can be heard more or less in some of the teachings his father taught him on weekdays.

My father said that no one can really avoid this situation, nor can it really eliminate this bad behavior.

This kind of bad habit has existed since the generation of the ancestors, and people nowadays are just following the same pattern.

Soon, Tang Ming came back holding the phone again.

The phone has been hung up.

"Young master, it's been negotiated. You can visit the chairman at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

Tang Ming spoke very respectfully, but his tone was full of exhaustion.

It has been more than 30 hours since the accident. During these [-] hours, he didn't drink a sip of water, didn't sleep at a glance, and contacted every department he could contact without stopping, and came to pick up Mu Qingyun, the little girl. master.

"Okay, then Tang Ming, go and rest first. We will visit father tomorrow morning to see what countermeasures he has." Mu Qingyun looked at Tang Ming, and naturally saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes clearly. I can't hide it anymore.

Tang Ming did not refuse. He is not one of those hypocritical people who need to abuse himself to show his loyalty. He knows that only when he is well can he be able to handle the next thing well, so after Mu Qingyun finished speaking, he nodded his head to signal , turned around and left.

Only Mu Qingyun and Jiang Shaoheng were left in the study.

There was silence again.

It's not that Mu Qingyun doesn't want to talk, it's that he doesn't know where to start.

Jiang Shaoheng looked at him, moved his lips, wanted to say something, but didn't say it in the end.

Although his mind is more mature than his peers, he is still a child after all. If a friend is in trouble, of course he wants to help out as a duty.

But on his own, there is absolutely nothing he can do to help, so his father must be involved, but his father can't interfere too much, otherwise, if he is labeled as colluding with officials and businessmen.

Not only could Uncle Mu not be rescued, but even his father would be involved.

Mu Qingyun probably understands this truth, otherwise, how could he not know that Jiang Shaoheng's father has this ability.

"Knock down."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door in the silent study room, it was not loud and very light.

Woke up the two people in the study who were silent and in a daze. The two looked at each other, then looked away, and Jiang Shaoheng turned to open the door.

It was Zhuang Xinian who knocked on the door.

There was also a tray in his hand with three fruit salads on it.

Zhuang Xinian poked her head inside, but she didn't see Tang Ming, only Mu Qingyun was still sitting inside.

Before he could speak, he heard Mu Qingyun ask inside, "Who is it?"

"It's me, it's me! I'll bring you fruit salad, but that uncle doesn't seem to be there." Zhuang Xinian said at the end, and looked up at Jiang Shaoheng.

Jiang Shaoheng smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the little girl's head, turned his head slightly and said to Mu Qingyun, "Let's go out to eat, take a hot bath and sleep after eating, and have to get up early tomorrow to get busy."

Mu Qingyun let out a long breath, stood up and followed Jiang Shaoheng and the others out of the study.

　Update, seriously.

　　Asking for votes is also serious.

　　One more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)