A long time ago, he knew that his son Mu Qingyang was pursuing a female teacher named Ning Yan.
After Mu Qingyang showed him Ning Yan's photo, he couldn't help but salivate.
What a stunning beauty.
It's a pity that my son didn't work. I have been pursuing him for a long time, and I have exhausted all my methods, but there is no progress at all.
Later, when he learned about Ning Yan's background and that she was Ning Qingyuan's only granddaughter, Mu Tianbo's thoughts became vivid.
Ning Qingyuan.
A world-class art master is the guest of many wealthy families in the imperial capital.
If we can get married to the Ning family, then the Mu family will be prosperous.
But just a few days ago, Mu Qingyang came home angrily and said that Ning Yan had another man.
So Mu Tianbo gave his son an idea.
Tied up and put to sleep.
If you shoot a video and threaten someone, wouldn't it be easy to catch them?
Literary people all care about face, especially Ning Qingyuan's reputation is so great that he would never dare to publicize it.
In the past few days, Mu Tianbo has been sending people to follow Ning Yan secretly, but there is no suitable opportunity to take action.
Finally succeeded last night.
Mu Tianbo originally wanted father and son to fight together, but then he thought that the first time was not good. Anyway, there would be video threats in the future, so he was not afraid that he would not be able to sleep with this stunning beauty like a peach.
But after waiting all night, there was no news from my son.
He thought his son was tired from playing. After all, for such a beauty, he would rather die of exhaustion on her belly.
Early in the morning, the phone interrupted his erotic dream.
It was his secretary who called.
The originally charming voice turned anxious:
"Mr. Mu, it's not good. A large group of people came from the tax department and said they wanted to audit the accounts."
Mu Tianbo was startled and immediately jumped up from the bed:
"Who is it? If you ask clearly, just say that I am a friend of their leader."
Mu Tianbo is a figure in Dongyang. He takes both black and white. He can make a fortune, but it does not rely on honest management.
He has a deep network of connections. Even if there is any problem, someone will secretly inform him in advance and he can get away with it every time.
The secretary cried sadly on the other end of the phone and said:
"No, Mr. Mu, the other party said that if the door is not opened for ten minutes, they will call the police to break down the door."
Mu Tianbo was furious:
"Who is so bold as to dare to disturb Tai Sui? Just wait."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and immediately pulled out a number and dialed it.
"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."
Mu Tianbo's heart skipped a beat.
This phone number is a very important one in his network.
He immediately couldn't sit still and quickly called his secretary again:
"You drag them, and I'll be there right away.'
The secretary on the other end was about to cry:
"Mr. Mu, they have notified the police. They are going to break down the door in five minutes. I...can't stop them."
Mu Tianbo was furious, holding the phone and yelling:
"If I can't stop you, you will die, and I will sell you to Africa as a prostitute!"
After saying that, he made another phone call:
"Xiao Wang, where is your boss? Why can't he get through when I call him?"
Xiao Wang smiled softly on the other end of the phone and said:
"Mr. Mu? I'm sorry, the boss has been invited to drink tea."
Mu Tianbo's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Talking about drinking tea is definitely not a good word for people in officialdom.
He rushed to the company in a hurry and found that the beautiful female secretary was like a shrew, clinging to the door to prevent the tax man from entering. The other employees huddled aside and did not dare to move.
He rushed up quickly and shouted with a smile on his face:
"Wait a minute, I'm Mu Tianbo, what do you call me?"
The other party looked at him calmly, with a touch of sarcasm in his eyes, and said nothing.
"Comrade, I have been doing business honestly and without any problems for so many years. Look...!"
The other party smiled slightly:
"Then what are you afraid of?"
Mu Tianbo was so shocked that he almost exploded.
Damn it!
Normally, a guy like you wouldn't even be qualified to speak in front of me.
His face darkened, he stared at the other party and threatened:
"Do you know who I am?"
The other party still looked calm.
At this time, Mu Tianbo's phone rang again.
It’s a vice president under him:
"Boss, something serious is going wrong."
Mu Tianbo was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke:
"What happened?"
The other party stammered:
"Our two newly opened properties have all been sealed up, saying they were forged procedures."
Mu Tianbo invested at least one billion in these two real estate projects, which was all his hard work.
If he is banned, he will go bankrupt.
This is more severe than auditing accounts.
Mu Tianbo almost fell to the ground.
It wasn't over yet. Another call came in. It was the president of the bank that had previously lent him money.
"Old Mu, there were major loopholes in the procedures for the 500 million I gave you before. You are suspected of loan fraud. You must return the money to the bank immediately with interest. I have not received the money before six o'clock tonight, so you just wait.
Let the bank seize your assets."
Mu Tianbo's head buzzed, and he almost fell to the ground with his head hanging.
If he didn't understand it yet, he wouldn't have been cooperating for so many years.
Someone is messing with him.
Moreover, he must be killed.
The opponent's blow came too suddenly and violently, leaving him no time or chance to react.
After the president finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
Next, a large group of people suddenly came to the door.
Firefighting, sanitation, and comprehensive law enforcement personnel all come to the door together.
These people were usually just ants in Mu Tianbo's eyes, but now they all appeared, looking businesslike and merciless.
He finally panicked and ordered someone to close the company door. Then he pulled out a number from his mobile phone. After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and called.
The phone rang for more than thirty seconds before it was answered.
As soon as the connection was connected, there was an extremely cold voice from the other party:
"Mu Tianbo, please remember, I don't know you, do you understand? If you dare to say even half a word, I will kill your whole family."
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
Mu Tianbo fell to the ground.
It's over.
It's completely over.
The last phone call was his last resort, his biggest backer, and his most ruthless one.
Who is messing with me?
Why did it become like this overnight?
What went wrong?
Mu Tianbo was not stupid yet and immediately thought of a possibility.
Last night...!
He shivered and felt the cold air rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Panicked, he took out his cell phone and called Mu Qingyang.
Shut down.
When I called other people, they all turned off.
He finally understood that something went wrong with what happened last night.
His own son might have been controlled by the other party.
The Ning family secretly sent bodyguards around Ning Yan.
Mu Tianbo couldn't help but slap himself twice.
It’s true that the Ning family comes from a scholarly family, and they usually keep a low profile and are very low-key. However, Ning Qingyuan is a national treasure-level artist and a world-class master.
Moreover, he has lived for more than a hundred years, and is known as an evergreen tree in the art world. He is an awesome person who has to be cordially received by state leaders several times every year.
Not to mention, his influence in the wealthy circles of the imperial capital.
A painting can easily cost hundreds of millions. Are people short of money?
What kind of bodyguard can’t you hire?
Rebellious son!
You killed me.
Beforehand, he specifically asked Mu Qingyang if there were any bodyguards around Ning Yan. Mu Qingyang swore that there was no such thing, saying that he had been entangled to the point of taking action several times and no one came out to protect her.