Mu Qingyun flew out of the kitchen door, past the cockroaches crawling all over the floor, and across the mess. He saw two men in their fifties stomping on the cockroaches on the ground with panic on their faces. He fell down the indoor stairs.
Without thinking, she swooped down, grabbing one person with each hand, stretching her legs to hook the guardrail, and pinned the person down with every risk.
"call."
A gust of wind blew by, and it was on the verge of falling. Mu Qingyun slowly stood up and said quietly, "It seems inappropriate to build this kind of jump floor in the future. The stairs are too wide and spectacular."
The two men who had almost met the King of Hell were in shock. They were sitting on the ground gasping for air with fear on their faces.
Mu Qingyun sighed a few words, looked up, and was a little surprised. The upstairs was in a mess, the furniture was overturned, and it was a mess. It was not like a group of cockroaches could cause such a big mess.
Gu Yanyan and Song Yuzhen, one stood at the door of the second floor room and the other stood outside the kitchen door.
Raising her eyebrows slightly, Mu Qingyun stared at Song Yuzhen. She lowered her eyebrows and wore a ruffled white shirt with a pair of light brown wide-leg pants. She was intellectually soft and had a calm expression, as if the cockroaches crawling all over the floor were just Just grit.
Gu Yanzhi had a look of shock and anger.
However, the two guests came to their senses first: "Mr. Gu, and...this one? What's going on?"
Mu Qingyun chuckled and opened the door. Manager Zhang took his employees, fully armed. In less than two minutes, all the cockroaches were taken away, stuffed into bags and sent out.
Manager Zhang then explained seriously to the two guests who were sitting on the steps, their legs weak and unable to get up.
Basically, when their security officers were watching the surveillance, they found something abnormal in a takeaway, so they urgently investigated and came to rescue people.
The two guests nodded in confusion and came to their senses. One of them couldn't help but exclaimed: "How much do you have to pay in property fees?"
I heard it is 50,000 yuan a year.
Both of them nodded: "It's really worth it, it's worth it!"
In fact, it is not the property fee, it just includes the property fee. The full name is tentatively called the Windsor hosting service fee.
Fifty thousand is just an average, and not all residents pay only this amount.
If there are elderly people in the family who need special care and dedicated services, they will naturally need more money, but they are relatively cheap.
Qingyan Company is not just an intermediary company in the strict sense. It should be said that it is one of the branches of Daming Real Estate under the Mu family.
Daming began its transformation three years ago. It has worked intensively on its original real estate business and integrated hospitals, education centers, elderly care service institutions, etc. to prepare for the construction of new communities.
According to Mr. Mu, he hopes that in the communities he builds and the communities under trusteeship in the future, the residents will be supported in their old age, educated in their children, and can enjoy all the conveniences without leaving the community.
All properties donated to Mu Qingyun by the Mu family are managed by Qingyan.
Mu Qingyun turned around and looked around, while Zhou Fei took out his ID seriously and was talking to Gu Yanyan. Manager Zhang was talking politely to the two rescued guests.
She took a closer look and saw that the two guests looked familiar. One of them was a well-known director.
If something happens to the two of them today, although it is impossible to really blame the property owner, he is a celebrity after all, and some people may question whether there are safety risks in the community, which may have some impact on Qingyan and even Daming.
Sometimes, even a small influence can ruin the overall situation.
As he spoke, Mu Qingyun looked up and saw that Gu Yan suddenly turned back to stare at Song Yuzhen, his eyes terrifyingly cold.
After pondering for a moment, she took out a tissue from the coffee table, wiped the sweat on her face, walked up to Song Yuzhen first, and said a few words.
"If your sister is really hopeless, then you send her away and don't care about the life and death of the rest of the family. Then no one can advise you, and you can only resign yourself to fate."
Song Yuzhen looked as if she had been frozen in a cold storage for three days. Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the blue blood vessels under her skin could be seen.
Mu Qingyun looked at Gu Yanyan again, opened the script in his mind, read it, and then walked over and said straightforwardly: "What happened in the Baicao Garden of the Imperial Hotel on September 23, three years ago?"
Gu Yanzhi frowned and thought for a long time before showing a little bit of inexplicable surprise.
Song Yuzhen's lips and teeth suddenly tightened, her eyes were about to spit out fire, and she let out a hoarse voice from between her teeth - he almost couldn't remember!
That person was in that place, taunting her sister unscrupulously, saying countless hurtful words that would even break her heart when she heard them retold, but after he said them, he didn't remember them, so he didn't feel any guilt at all.
Mu Qingyun said coldly: "Miss Song can't understand public opinion, and neither can Miss Wang."
"But I'm warning you now!"
"If Miss Song and her family suffer any undue harm, I will let you know what kind of power public opinion has, and I will also let you clearly see what the national laws of the Ming Dynasty are like."
Gu Yanzhi frowned and squinted at Mu Qingyun, but his heart skipped a beat and he felt that her cold eyes suddenly changed into something else.
He couldn't explain exactly what he was feeling, but he suddenly couldn't control himself and wanted his eyes to show that kind of aggrieved, angry, and painful look, which became more and more like the eyes in his impression.
Feng Han had been following Mu Qingyun. At this time, he took a step forward, blocked Gu Yan's sight, turned around and said: "Mr. Mu, when we passed by Yunxiu Xiangtang on our way back, I will send you to a spa? This Mr. Gu's eyes It’s a bit dirty and disgusting.”
Mu Qingyun chuckled and nodded.
The ambulance also arrived at this time.
Even Gu Yanyan had to go to the hospital for a check-up, but the secretary, who was almost burned and disfigured, suddenly stopped, held Song Yuzhen's wrist, and whispered: "Anyway, thank you."
Song Yuzhen jerked away from her and lowered her head.
Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows.
Feng Han silently passed the fresh and warm information over. Mu Qingyun finished reading it and sighed: "Go to a spa."
She really felt a little sick now.
When describing this plot in the plot, it is done from Gu Yan's perspective, but he only lightly threatened the heroine.
But the real situation is not exactly the same as what he said.
Song Yuzhen did want revenge, but it was indeed an accidental injury to Gu Yanzhi's secretary.
Secretary Wen has a childhood sweetheart. She got Gu's job last year. She was very happy at the time, especially the secretary who was promoted to general manager. She got a high salary, a lot of bonuses, and could organize the wedding better. After the marriage, Life can also be more comfortable.
Just when she was happy, Gu Yan suddenly proposed a support agreement to her.
Secretary Wen: "..."
