C185 Turnaround (1/2)

Mu An was still anxiously waiting for Mu Bingxian's reply. He rolled the curtains and saw that there were many reporters outside the building, so he didn't know that the mysterious man had already disappeared.

At this time, Mu Xiaoxi had already sat in his room, operating something on his computer.

The exposure of the recording this time was a very good opportunity for him, as he could snatch the Mu's back in one go.

As a result, he planted the news directly into every game, website, and office software like an advertisement, pushing the matter further into an irreparable situation.

Moreover, he had also sent all sorts of information he had gathered to the media anonymously, convincing everyone that the recording was undoubtedly a live one.

Before Mu Bingxian's phone call could come in, the manager of the PR Department rushed into Mu An's office and said with a face filled with bewilderment, ”Chief Mu, it's bad. I don't know who released this news again.

Before Mu An could react, the manager of the Finance Department ran over again and rushed into Mu An's office, gasping for breath for breath as he reported, ”Not good, Director Mu, the stocks have already fallen.”

Both of their words made Mu An's heart sink, but because Mu Bingxian had not replied to them yet, he still had a sliver of hope. He impatiently said to the two of them, ”I understand, I'll think of a way, if there's nothing else, don't bother me.”

As he spoke, he chased the two out of the office.

”Little Xian, why aren't you calling …” Mu An was in the midst of wondering why his daughter still hadn't called after closing the door.

”How is Xiao Xian? Have you connected? ” Mu An couldn't wait to ask the person on the other end of the phone, but the answer he got was not what she wanted.

”No, that man seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. The number displayed was empty.”

Mu Bingxian's voice was so hollow in Mu An's ears, he was afraid that he heard it wrong. He asked again, but the answer was the same.

His hands slowly slipped away from his ears, ignoring what Mu Bingxian was saying, his hands dropped to his sides.

His mind was blank. He was staring blankly at the desk, his eyes staring straight ahead. There was no emotion on his face.

After a long while, Mu An finally realised that his body had become weak, his powerlessness made him fall down and sit on the armchair, his state of exhaustion made him look like he had aged ten years.

”Is there really no other way?” Mu An sat as he muttered to himself.

At this moment, the phone rang again.

Mu An immediately sat up in the armchair and grabbed the phone.

He thought that Mu Bingxian was the one who called, and thought that there was a chance for him to change the situation. However, the number that appeared was an unfamiliar one, and if he wasn't mistaken, it was a virtual one.

Suddenly, Mu An pressed the button to answer it.

”Hello.”

”Is Director Mu doing well?” From the other end of the line came a voice synthesizer.

Hearing such a weird voice, Mu An frowned and asked: ”Who are you?”

”It doesn't matter who I am. You can just call me Mr. M. I'm here to rescue you from the abyss of suffering.”

”Is that so?” Mu An's voice revealed a hint of pleasant surprise, and he immediately pulled himself together, ”If you can help Mu's out of this difficult situation, I will definitely be extremely grateful.”

”My method is to purchase Mu's.” The mechanical voice of the person on the other end of the line sounded out.

Mu An's expression immediately darkened, and he asked: ”What?”