Mu Lichuan spoke in a clean and crisp tone, but the two people in front of him were a little unable to react.
I thought Mu Lichuan would be unhappy and even get angry, but I didn't expect such a simple four words.
"you……"
"I already understand what you two mean. Wang Yaner cannot be punished accordingly."
"It's not that we don't want to, it's that the facts are there."
The policeman looked very embarrassed, and Mu Lichuan also looked away from him.
"I don't want to embarrass you. You do things fairly and justly. I already know what you mean."
A person like Mu Lichuan was hurt like this, and the hospital's injury assessment looked shocking, but he actually spared Wang Yan'er like this.
The more the police thought about it, the more they couldn't believe it. However, Mu Lichuan was too calm and couldn't find any mistakes at all, so the two of them could only nod.
"In that case, let's leave first without disturbing you."
"good."
Watching the other party go away, Zhang Ming walked in. Looking at the boss's face, he knew that he was not very good, so he asked tremblingly.
"Boss, do you need me to do anything?"
"Is Wang Yaner mentally ill?"
"Our people saw that the old man sent people to the prison, and later they heard that Wang Yaner was suffering from mental illness, but I haven't had time to check the details."
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Ming regretted them.
Because this was a huge dereliction of duty on his part as an assistant, but he had already said this, and it was obviously impossible to take it back at this time, so Zhang Ming could only continue.
"Actually, there is still room for easing this matter... We just need to quietly make some changes to Wang Yan'er's mental illness certificate."
As soon as he finished saying this, Zhang Ming didn't even dare to look at Mu Lichuan.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zhang Ming dared to look at Mu Lichuan weakly.
But I found that the other person's eyes were particularly meaningful.
"To use such cruel methods against a mentally ill person and put him in prison and spend the rest of his life in a dark room is so cruel."
He was obviously saying that Zhang Ming's behavior was bad, but Zhang Ming felt his back became even colder, as if he had a pair of venomous snake-like eyes that were staring at him and could become dangerous at any time.
.
Mu Lichuan raised his chin.
"Since you have become mentally ill, you should stay in the mental hospital and never come out again."
What?
When Zhang Ming heard Mu Lichuan give such an order, he was surprised for two seconds, and then he felt very scared when he thought about it.
Too……
Doing such a thing, if you really let the other party escape, this is not the boss's character.
After being held in prison for more than ten years, he was released, but if he went to a mental hospital, he would really never be able to get out in this life...
"I understand what you mean."
Seeing Zhang Ming doing things so neatly, Mu Lichuan finally showed a satisfied smile.
A morning at the company.
Everyone was talking a lot about President Mu's appearance.
But I didn't dare to put these words out in the open, because everyone knew Mr. Mu's mood, and no one could guess accurately.
"The boss has a lot of things to do recently. If you have anything, you can tell the boss through me. If necessary, the boss will return to the company to deal with it with everyone."
Zhang Ming walked to the secretariat and explained to all the secretaries.
Everyone also conveyed this instruction to various departments.
Various departments that had been suppressing their instincts became even more lively when they heard this order from above.
"You said that the boss hasn't been to the company for more than half a month. When he came today, he just hung around all morning and then left. Isn't it really like the rumors that the boss had an accident?"
"I see you are talking nonsense again. Look at the boss's posture today. It doesn't look like he was injured at all. Moreover, when he talks to others, he is also clear and coherent. It doesn't look like he has the legendary amnesia at all."
"I think you should stop making random guesses. Since we are at work, we can just go to work. People like the boss must have many people watching him. Maybe someone will spread rumors while the boss is busy at work.
"
"Yes, yes, I think Sister Li is right."
A little girl immediately echoed.
"If the people who follow others' opinions are really held accountable by then, no one will be able to run away, so they should hurry up and do their jobs well."
The woman known as Sister Li finished warning everyone and began to concentrate on the matters at hand.
When the others saw this, it was difficult to discuss anything, but the doubts in their hearts did not diminish in any way.
Zhang Ming said he would be back in the afternoon, but Ye Xingchen thought it would be later.
But he didn't expect that Mu Lichuan would come home just after noon.
Ye Xingchen was wearing a long-sleeved gauze skirt, which just exposed her perfect collarbone, but a closer look revealed that there were many scars.
"You're home."
An unexpected and surprising voice rang out, and Mu Lichuan's eyes became softer when he looked at Ye Xingchen.
"Um."
Feeling a gentle yet strong hand touch his head, Ye Xingchen smiled sheepishly.
Lin Qingyun, who was standing behind Ye Xingchen, felt like he had eaten a lot of dog food again, but he could only smile awkwardly at the two of them with a reluctant smile.
"Can you two be careful about me when you are spreading your dog food?"
At this time, Mu Lichuan suddenly felt a little angry in his heart. Why did Zhang Ming call Lin Qingyun?
Isn't this delaying the sweet world between myself and my dear wife?
Zhang Ming, who stayed in the company to handle things for Mu Lichuan, never thought that he would be resented by Mr. Mu because of such a trivial matter.
"No, no."
Ye Xingchen's thoughts seemed to have been revealed. He quickly waved his hand and denied Lin Qingyun's words.
Then he took Mu Lichuan back downstairs one after another.
"Did anything happen to you in the company today? Didn't you expose anything?"
Mu Lichuan shook his head.
"A little hungry."
The answer was not what the question was asked, but Ye Xingchen couldn't help it.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyun put down his hand and was chewing an apple.
"Then I...let auntie make you something to eat."
There is always more to eat than what Auntie makes every day, but how could someone with Mu Lichuan's status eat the leftovers?
So Lin Qingyun turned around as he spoke, but Mu Lichuan's voice sounded very unpleasant.