Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

"Weier, why are you not convinced?" The old man looked at his eldest son and asked lightly.

Mu Wei Huo Ran got up, saluted respectfully, and asked, "Dad, you said Nanfeng ranked first, but what evidence is there?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sneer.

Everyone looked at Mu Wei as a clown, with mocking smiles on their faces.

It is not a matter of a day or two that Mu Nanfeng ranks No. 1 in the business world. What evidence is needed, Mu Wei said this, which is really laughable and generous.

Mr. Mu squinted his eyes slightly, wondering what Mu Wei was going to do.

He has always disliked this son. Mu Wei's ambition is too heavy and he is not honest. Although the eldest and grandchildren generally inherit the family business, each generation of the Mu family depends on strength.

Mu Weikong has ambitions but lacks strength, this is undoubtedly a wasteful existence in the Mu family.

Looking at Uncle Zhong, Mr. Mu motioned.

Suddenly, a piece of projection cloth was scattered from the wall on the right, and Zhong Bo quickly called out the business ranking data.

Above, it is clearly stated that the first place is Mu Nanfeng.

"The evidence is here, what else do you have to say." Father Mu knew that today would not go so smoothly, so he simply understood it clearly.

Mu Wei looked at the big characters on the screen, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was very angry.

He pretended to be calm and said, "Dad, why do I get different data from yours?"

These words aroused everyone's curiosity. Someone secretly said, could it be a reversal?

"Where is it different?" Mr. Mu's eyes gradually became sharp.

With an evil smile on Mu Wei's face, he went to the computer and inserted the U disk he prepared.

At the next moment, a new data is generated.

This time, Mu Nanfeng was not first, but second.

Mu Wei looked like he was determined to win, and slowly said, "Look, everyone. The first one shown here is China Group, not Tinglan."

Someone was curious: "Why these two data are different, brother, where did your data come from, are you sure?"

"I am in real time." Mu Wei looked at the old man, "Dad, if I guess right, your data should have been obtained early this morning."

Elder Mu frowned.

Mu Wei is right, his data is as of 12 o'clock in the morning.

"Yes." Mr. Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he wanted to see what Mu Wei would do next.

Mu Wei smiled triumphantly: "That's right, my one is the most accurate. Dad said before that he would choose an heir during the Spring Festival, but as of now, Nanfeng's Tinglan Group is no longer the first, then Should the position of the head of the Mu family be considered in the long term?"

As soon as the voice fell, someone stood up and pointed at the big screen, "Look, the ranking has dropped again."

"Third, Tinglan ranked third, what's the matter?"

"Xiaofeng, has something happened to your company?"

This situation undoubtedly indicates that the shares of Ninglan Group are falling wildly.

There was an uproar in the meeting room, and everyone talked about the Tinglan Group. Some of them were inevitably fanning the flames and gloating.

Eyes gathered on Mu Nanfeng, everyone was waiting for him to explain, but Mu Nanfeng didn't mean to explain at all, but looked at Mu Wei calmly.

Since Mu Wei wanted to show off, then he let him do something.

Seeing Mu Nanfeng not speaking, Mu Wei only regarded him as a guilty conscience and frightened.

He arrogantly said: "It seems that Nan Feng dare not say anything, so let me tell everyone, everyone, please look at the big screen."

He selected a document and clicked on it. There was a half-hour-long video in it.

When the video was played, everyone contracted their pupils, watching the death of the migrant workers in the video, all with emotion.

Mu Nanfeng watched all this calmly, with no expression on his face, his sharp gaze kept falling on Mu Wei, and he had no intention of watching the video.

Mu Wei turned his eyes to look at him, and felt a cold war in his heart. I don't know if it was an illusion. Mu Nanfeng's eyes seemed to be penetrating, which made him feel that his hair was erect.

"How could this happen? How could so many people die in the project that Xiaofeng was in charge of? If this is exposed by the media, then it's worth it. But it will ruin the reputation of our entire Mu family."

"Xiaofeng, are you telling everyone what is going on? Don't pretend to be dumb."

The women began to make noise again, their eyes full of dissatisfaction with Mu Nanfeng.

Mu Yang, the second child of the Mu family, is a rare and smart person. Seeing this situation, he said: "I'm afraid the media has exposed it, otherwise this ranking can't drop so fast."

"The second brother is still smart, the media has indeed exposed it, and Tinglan is also surrounded by others."

Mu Wei praised his younger brother, and then looked at Mu Nanfeng, "Nan Feng, should you say something now?"

Everyone's eyes were like wolf eyes in the dark night, and they were staring at Mu Nanfeng.

Mu Nanfeng scanned the crowd, and suddenly a stern Ling Guang appeared in his eyes.

As expected, the Mu family did not disappoint him.

"Uncle can say so, it's better to let me have the final say, anyway, you know everything with magical powers."

Mu Nanfeng curled his lips mockingly.

Mu Wei's face sank, knowing that Mu Nanfeng was taunting him, he grieved: "Nan Feng, you can't blame the uncle for this matter, after all, this paper, he can't contain the fire after all."

"Well, my nephew understands." Mu Nanfeng said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "This is my problem, and I should give you an explanation, but the oil of uncle's is really good."

"Hey, if you are really innocent, it will be futile for others to add fuel to the fire. I'm afraid that some people will burn it."

"Yeah, with so many lives, it is uncertain what will happen in the end, I am afraid that the whole Mu family will suffer along with it."

Women see stitches.

Elder Mu also looked unhappy. Seeing that everyone was targeting Mu Nanfeng, he immediately shouted: "Sit down for me. Let Feng'er finish first."

Everyone was silent, and did not dare to speak anymore.

Xu Yan knew that the Mu family was not good at doing anything, and it happened today.

She is now very worried about Mu Nanfeng's situation.

No wonder Mu Nanfeng has been so busy recently, because of these things.

Xu Yan was inexplicably annoyed, Mu Nanfeng didn't even tell her about such a big thing.

Even if she let her share some of him.

Perceiving a pair of distressed eyes cast at him beside him, Mu Nanfeng stretched out his hot hand to cover Xu Yan's hand and patted it lightly.

He smiled softly and motioned to her not to worry about herself.

In the next moment, his deep eyes returned to the coldness of the past, and he shouted: "The accident occurred in Tinglan, yes, I admit this. The media exposure caused the stock to fall overnight, and I also recognized it.

"But..." A cold light pierced Mu Wei, and Mu Nanfeng said quietly: "These accidents are not accidents, but someone deliberately framed me."

"Frame-up?" Someone asked: "Such a frame-up is too wicked, right? Who?"

Taking the lives of others to frame it is too much.

Mu Nanfeng's thin lips lightly opened, "Far in the sky, close in front of you."

Seeing that Mu Nanfeng had been staring in a certain direction, everyone's gaze also swept over.

Mu Weidong looked around and found that everyone was looking at himself, uncomfortable.

"You all watched what I did, it wasn't me who did it." Mu Wei's face was stern and plausible, without any expression of guilty conscience.

Mu Nanfeng's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of hesitation in his determined eyes.

Elder Mu is also anxious to know who is using this kind of tricks, "Feng'er, who is it that is killing you?"

Mu Nanfeng replied, "Whoever opposed my being the head of the house the most just now, that's who."

"Blood spurting people." Mu Wei jumped up angrily and pointed at Mu Nanfeng, "Do you have any evidence that I did it?"

Fortunately, Mu Nanfeng, you still learned how to beat him up.

"Uncle don't get angry first." Mu Nanfeng said with Yan Yueshen: "I know that uncle likes to pay attention to a piece of evidence in everything, so my nephew dare not believe that it is not or not."

"Then come up with evidence." Mu Weiqi's face was pale, and a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.

Mu Nanfeng smiled sensibly, "As you wish."

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