novelraw Chapter 1519 - 1531: Where Are You Running, President Daddy? (22)
Chapter 1519 - 1531: Where Are You Running, President Daddy? (22)
The slightly overweight leader wearing glasses, after receiving the report, directly skipped a series of technical terms and glanced at the last line of the assessment result.
Su Li watched the person’s appearance with interest. He saw the person bulge his eyes, then trembled with shock, his expression changing amusingly before slowly returning to calm, resuming his previous composed and rational demeanor.
What hasn’t changed is his gaze at Mu Zhuoming, which seemed even more intense than before, with a faint red glow of extreme excitement visible.
Upon a closer look, it’s as if he thought he saw wrong.
Mu Zhuoming’s frown was deep enough to kill flies, instinctively stepping back half a step.
The few people in front of him gave him a bad feeling. Although they looked normal, just thinking about what they had discussed with him earlier made him want to tear them apart.
Who is he? He is the sole heir of the Mu Family, the president of the Mu Group, the leader holding the destiny of a hundred thousand lives, and yet they dared to propose such things as reproductive research.
Although they claimed to be discussing, their tone was gentle as a spring breeze, smiling and welcoming.... but how could Mu Zhuoming not see the disdain and superiority hidden beneath their warmth.
Their demeanor was exactly what he showed to others.
The only difference was that they presented warmth, while he was cold.
"President Mu, now that the results are out, those children... do indeed have a biological relationship with you."
The slightly overweight leader, although trying hard to conceal his emotions, anyone could hear the astonishment in his tone, the prolonged subtle change making Mu Zhuoming’s face turn red, then pale.
Su Li thought to himself, this day would probably be a moment Mu Zhuoming would find unforgettable for the rest of his life.
It turns out his facial expressions could be so rich.
Su Li regretted not capturing this moment on video, a classic moment, eternal.
However, just because she didn’t, doesn’t mean others didn’t... Young Master Jiang’s actions never disappoint.
The small leader’s voice wasn’t too soft or loud, just enough for everyone present, with ears pricked, to hear.
"Wow..." One didn’t know where the gasp came from, blending into Mu Zhuoming’s furious roar, making it seem so insignificant.
Mu Zhuoming snatched the identification report from the small leader with a livid face, the last few bold black characters stinging his eyes.
His palm exerted force, and the stack of not-so-thick report papers turned into fragments in his hand, falling like snowflakes.
"Impossible," Mu Zhuoming said angrily.
The small leader patted Mu Zhuoming on the shoulder meaningfully, "Look on the bright side, this is a good thing."
"Others dream of such fortune but can’t have it."
"Yeah, you’re the lucky one..." Young Master Jiang chimed in, stirring excitement.
"Right, this outstanding young fellow thinks so too."
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As for the follow-up of this matter, it turned out to be rather bizarre.
Certain information circulating wildly on the internet was immediately refuted by the authorities.
The images and texts that spread on social networks earlier also disappeared overnight, as if they never existed.
Even Young Master Jiang, who had a notoriously loose tongue, experienced for the first time in his life a clenched mouth, sealed tight as a clam.
It’s regrettable that such extraordinary tales can only circulate secretly on a small scale, unable to be widely shared — a regrettable situation.
As to why those above want it done this way, Su Li had a rough understanding.
The situation in this small world was unique, and based on the current circumstances, it essentially came down to competing for population in the end. No matter how well you manage, without successors, all would ultimately end.
Now with a glimmer of hope before them, any ambitious leader would keep it under wraps.
Though it may not remain concealed for long, being one step ahead now can lead to a major advantage later.
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Employees of the Mu Group have been unsettled recently.
Their workaholic president hasn’t been to the company for half a year, rumors say President Mu has gotten into big trouble.
Fortunately, despite the rampant rumors, company operations remain normal. Only later, after disappearing for half a year, President Mu returned to his position, though... compared to his former high spirits, Mu Zhuoming now appeared before employees with an air of despondency.
Even his most beloved work couldn’t reignite his passion.
Many couldn’t understand, even being conferred a noble title failed to make him smile.
"Hey, I don’t know why, but since my idol came back, his looks drastically declined. I just don’t love it anymore."
"Listen to yourself, it’s not as if President Mu would give you a glance after his looks declined."
"Unlike you, I’m not superficial. Even if President Mu looks a lot worse, I can accept it. He’s a noble now, marrying him would benefit my whole family and friends."
"As if he’d look at you, President Mu is my most admired idol. He climbed to noble status by himself... hey, do you know what major accomplishment President Mu achieved to merit this?"
"I haven’t heard."
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In a certain tea room on the twenty-eighth floor of Mu Group, two female employees gossiping happily during their break, chatting from their president to celebrity gossip, then to secret recipes for having children.
By the time they finished their chat, holding teacups and walking out, more than half an hour had passed.
They might not know that their entire conversation was overheard by a third person present.
After the sound of high heels had faded, there was a slight noise behind a large potted plant, and Mu Zhuoming emerged with a grim face, parting the wide leaves.
His eyes darkly fixated on the direction the two female employees left, pursed lips remaining silent.
After a long while, he suddenly reached out and knocked the teapot and coffee machine off the tea table onto the ground.
The clattering sound attracted attention from outside, and soon someone came following the sound.
Seeing Mu Zhuoming, shrouded in a gloomy aura, they were startled, nervously stammering, "Mu, President Mu."
"Hmm, accidentally knocked things over, clean it up."
"Okay, okay."
After venting, Mu Zhuoming’s frustration did not subside, ultimately turning into a long sigh.
In fact, during that missing half year, those people didn’t really do much to him.
It was just drawing some blood daily and collecting some bodily fluids, nothing more.
Mu Zhuoming just felt shame and humiliation, felt like a swine examined and studied repeatedly, laying bare all his privacy to many.
Now that he no longer needed to cooperate and returned to the old trajectory, Mu Zhuoming realized everything had changed.
Previously, he had ambitious desires to climb up, aspiring to earn a ticket to a higher rank, yearning to become a noble.
But what meaning does it have now... Just like now, though the company still belonged to him, it’s as if he’s just a tool making money for someone else.