Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 422 - 420: As Wise as Zhuge Liang, As Handsome as a Divine Residence_1

Chapter 422: Chapter 420: As Wise as Zhuge Liang, As Handsome as a Divine Residence_1

"Spoiled by the Wealthy Family: Cold Boss, please restrain"

--[The Sequel]--

Do you believe in love at first sight?

Do you understand what it feels like to secretly yearn for someone with all your heart?

Have you ever experienced changing yourself, living solely for that person?

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The clear sky was cloudless, expansive and lofty, naturally lifting one’s spirits.

At this time, everyone at the Mu Group, from the board of directors to the cleaning staff, was standing tense and upright in front of the building, with solemn faces, daring not to be the slightest bit negligent.

Those standing on the side with a bit more courage would occasionally steal a glance at the empty street, wondering when the legendary new President would appear.

It was said—the new President grew up abroad since childhood.

It was said—the new President was even colder and more ruthless than the previous President.

It was said—the new President was not only composed and wise, but also stunningly handsome, like a deity.

Did the person himself really possess such wisdom as Zhuge and such striking beauty as a deity, as the rumors suggested?

While everyone was nervously speculating in their minds, suddenly, from afar, there came a loud sound of car horns.

All heads turned simultaneously—

Upon seeing what approached, their hearts jolted!

Down the wide road, a convoy of black luxury cars was slowly making its way towards the Mu Group—

A senior executive immediately whispered to the crowd, "The President has arrived! Everyone perk up!"

However, the three handsome men standing at the front were smiling casually, leisurely watching the slowly approaching vehicles.

The line of black luxury cars finally stopped in front of the main entrance of the Mu Group, and immediately, a black-clad bodyguard got off the second car, walked respectfully to the rear passenger side, and opened the car door.

Dressed in black trousers were his long, shapely legs that alone suggested his extraordinary height.

Afterward, everyone witnessed the elegant figure stepping out of the car.

The tall and upright figure radiated an air of detached indifference; he stood with his back to the sun, and the pale golden rays fell on him, making him appear as if he had stepped out from the pages of mythology.

He had a finely chiseled face, bright diamond-like eyes that were now flashing with a dominating brilliance, proud and unyielding.

Under the high nose bridge were thin lips carrying a hint of pride; as he looked up and saw the three men at the front, his lips suddenly curved slightly.

This faint smile seemed to dissipate the gloom, parting the clouds and allowing sunlight to stream in, warm and self-assured.

He walked with grace and elegance, his 1.88-meter-tall stature impeccably dressed in a tailored black suit. A black gold ring shimmered on the thumb of his strong left hand, exuding extraordinary magnificence; his entire presence was suffused with a ceaseless nobility and elegance.

In an instant, everyone was stunned, holding their breath, fixated on the towering figure.

Unexpectedly, the man seemed to dislike the way people were staring at him. With a piercing look, everyone’s heart skipped a beat, and all heads instinctively bowed in unison.

At the same time, their hearts nearly leaped out of their chests. My God! That glance was so cold! So very cold! The rumors were true; this new President was indeed colder and more daunting than his father!

Mu Zisu narrowed his eyes, and seeing that the crowd was no longer staring at him dumbfoundedly, he stepped onto the long-laid red carpet with the poise of a deity.

The people who had followed closely behind the vehicle quickly formed two silent rows behind him.

As they observed the person stepping onto the red carpet, everyone simultaneously bent forward, their voices resounding mightily, "Welcome, President! Good morning, Mr. President!"

Mu Zisu pursed his thin lips and nodded slightly.

Mu Shiming smiled as he greeted him, as if welcoming an old friend, "Zisu... welcome back..."

Finally, Mu Zisu’s lips curled slightly as he extended his hand, "Shiming... it’s been a long time..."

After the crowd escorted the newly appointed President to the top floor’s presidential office, the dispersing staff immediately buzzed with excitement.

"Wow, the President is so handsome! Really so handsome!"

"Yes, yes, indeed, like father like son! Look how handsome our new President is; it’s unbelievable that the seldom-seen young master Mu is also infuriatingly handsome!"

"I wonder if the President has a girlfriend, what type of person does he like?"

"Cut it out... it’s you, dream on! The President wouldn’t set his sights on us small-time staff..."

"But I heard that the previous president’s wife also used to work at Mu Group!"

"What do you know? The previous president’s wife comes from a very mysterious family background, and she knew the President back when they were studying in Hill!"

"Is that so? Then you mean, our new President wouldn’t consider us ordinary staff either..."

"Right... so stop daydreaming, get back to work, get promoted, and then we may get to see more of our handsome President..."

"Exactly, exactly, let’s get to work, I want to be promoted..."

At that moment in the presidential office, Mu Zisu was briefing Mu Shiming, Mu Tianyi, and Ji Yunqing about the upcoming meeting.

Taking over Mu Group on his first day, he certainly had to hold a large-scale meeting.

"Also... thank you for your hard work during this time," Mu Zisu said somberly to the three.

"Don’t mention it, besides, we never expected the old man to..." Mu Shiming’s tone was soft.

"Mm... go and organize the materials, the meeting starts at 10 o’clock..."

"Sure..."

Once Mu Shiming and the others had left, Mu Zisu raised his hand and massaged his temples before taking a look around the entire office.

The decor was simple and stylish, not as complicated as the offices of others; unexpectedly, he and his father had sometimes similar tastes and preferences.

Walking to the expansive, fully transparent viewing deck, he involuntarily stopped in his tracks.

He felt both familiar and alien to this city.

Having grown up in Canada, his family was here, yet if he truly added up the time he had spent in this city, it would not exceed three years.

But— a year ago, his beloved maternal grandfather passed away. The old man left peacefully, showing no signs of it beforehand. If there had to be a sign, it was his unusual behavior the night before he departed.

After dinner that night, the old man suddenly said, with a smile, that he wanted to have a couple of drinks with him. He found it strange, as the old man had increasingly refrained from drinking due to advice from himself, his parents, and his two sisters. But that night, no matter how much he advised against it, the old man wouldn’t listen and insisted on sharing a few drinks with him.

He figured drinking a little wouldn’t hurt, so they chatted and laughed over a few glasses, not knowing that the next morning, the old man could no longer be woken.

He clearly remembered that, as his grandfather passed away, the kindly, wrinkled face was graced with a peaceful smile, as though he had simply fallen asleep, without a trace of pain.

At that moment, the first tear he had shed since he could remember rolled down his cheek...