Chapter 972: There is a power that is hard to refuse... (4)

Zhou Tao stopped in front of the door. "I promised him, I will tell you."
Behind the desk, Mu Tianye, holding a pen in one hand, raised his eyebrows.
Zhou Tao knows him, knowing that he means to indicate that this is not the answer he wants.
"I... I feel like he has something important to say to you, his tone... how to say..." Zhou Tao raised his right hand and rubbed his eyebrows. "I always think that it should be a big deal."
Mu Tianye held the pen's fingers and tightened again. His eyes moved back to the document and it was obvious that he was ready to end the conversation.
"..." Zhou Tao stayed in place for two or three seconds. "Mu Zong, if... If you need it, I can help you make a call..."
He understands Mu Tianye, like his own BOSS personality, let him take the initiative to call Qin Zhaoyang, I am afraid that it is not willing to die, so he does not mind to help Mu Tianye do these things without body.
"No." Mu Tianye turned the file to the next page, "Go back!"
Gently shaking his head, Zhou Tao had to open the door and leave his office.
At the table, Mu Tianye carefully read the report in front of him, and sketched it from time to time on a certain number, completely unaffected by this phone.
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Mujia old house.
Chu Xinning walked over with a plate of mixed cold dishes, gently put the dishes on the table, reached out and pushed the plate, and carefully placed the four dishes in a square, full of two bowls of soup, The slightly separated chopsticks are straight...
The eyes stayed on the vase of blue and white porcelain for a while, and she reached out and straightened the bouquet inside, which relaxed her lips.
Stretching her hand to the back of the apron, she smiled into the restaurant.
"Dad, have a meal."
"Hey! Come on!"
On the sofa, the old man who read the newspaper smiled happily, got up from the sofa, Chu Xinning was busy welcoming him to support his arm, and the old man was admitted to the restaurant to stay at the table.
"Oh..." Mu’s father swept the dishes on the table.
I haven’t eaten the dishes you made for a long time!

In the past two days, in addition to the work that must be handled, Mama’s mother will have time to sit in the Mujia old house, chat with the elderly, or play chess.
Liu Wei took care of Ning Xiaofei's husband and wife in Mu Tianye. Today, another babysitter in the family has something to do. Chu Xinning simply took the initiative to cook and cook for the father.
The dishes are always used before, and the elderly also love to eat.
"I haven't done it for a long time, it is not expected to be too delicious." Mu mother raised her hand and gave him chopsticks. "You...try it!"
After marrying Qin Zhaoyang, she lived the day when she came to the mouth to open her mouth. She almost never had a kitchen - she didn't need it, and she didn't have the feeling of cooking.
After a piece of fish was caught in the mouth, the product was tasted, and Mu’s father nodded lightly.
"It's delicious, it's still the taste. I, the most liked this braised fish you made, not sweet or salty... The taste is just right, how many times Liu Yu learned, I can't learn the taste of you..." Hearing this long-lost The taste, the old man's family can not help but feel a little sense, "I thought that this life is afraid of eating will eat again, did not expect, there is this good fortune."
Chu Xinning's face was dyed with a bit of joy. "In the future... I will always do it for you."
"Standing what to do, sit down!" Mu father took her to the chair and sat down, gently licking the chopsticks on the chopsticks. "Xiao Ning, Dad knows your heart, but Dad still has a word to say."
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Good afternoon.