Chapter 6 This business is out of business!
"Monitor...monitor?"
The thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy stared blankly at the smiling young man in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief, "Monitoring?"
Tang Muqing took the blanket handed by the servant and covered his legs with a gentle smile, "Of course."
The still young high school detective leaned back slightly, his eyes full of shock, "Are you installing surveillance in your own home?"
Tang Muqing was stunned and smiled softly, "Is there something wrong?"
Isn’t it reasonable to install surveillance?
Vehicle monitoring, yard monitoring, even if you live in a small house, it is reasonable to install monitoring, right?
Hearing this, Kudo Shinichi blinked blankly, shook his head and then nodded, "There's nothing wrong, but everyone in Japan doesn't like surveillance cameras very much."
At this point, the young man shrugged and said helplessly, "If everyone installed camera surveillance like you, then Japan might not have so many detectives."
"That's right." Tang Muqing nodded, leaning on the back of his wheelchair and looking at the young man opposite with a smile, his voice clear and gentle, "But I think you are very suitable for the detective profession."
After the words fell, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, I like the process of reasoning. The feeling of peeling off the cocoons to find out the truth is so wonderful!"
Tang Muqing smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to Fei Yingli, "What a lovely child."
The woman's eyes flickered slightly. She glanced at Kudou Shinichi and then looked at Tang Muqing, speechless for a moment.
Tang Muqing was in his early twenties and could barely be considered a child, but this child was much more pitiful than Kudo Shinichi.
A maternal heart that had just been suppressed resurfaced again.
Fei Yingli sighed slightly. Just as she was about to say something, she saw the young man sitting next to him suddenly stood up and ran all the way upstairs, followed by Xiaolan who had recovered from the impact of the corpse.
Fei Yingli smiled helplessly and said apologetically to Tang Muqing, "Sorry, this child is quite curious."
"A very smart boy." Tang Muqing smiled and was about to say something more when he was interrupted by the housekeeper who came from behind.
The housekeeper stood on one side, took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead before speaking, and said respectfully: "Master, Mr. He Cheng is here."
As he spoke, Butler Ishii took out a freshly baked newspaper and placed it on the table.
The newspaper smelled of ink, and the headline on the front page was not about popular celebrities or current political news. Two huge characters - Tang Mu - were written in bold font.
Why is the new head of the Tang Mu family so worried?
Why did you make a will by chance when you were young and energetic?
What does turning thirty mean to Tang Muqing?
Tang Muqing picked up the newspaper and flipped through it with great interest. He was relieved when he didn't see the photo. He raised his eyes and looked at Fei Yingli. The smile on his face was gentle and sincere, "Thank you, lawyer Fei."
It was drafted last night and signed, notarized and published in the newspaper this morning. It is indeed the resolute style of the concubine's lawyer.
Hearing this, Fei Yingli smiled. She glanced at the housekeeper and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Tang Mu has guests. I'll go check on the two children first."
"Okay, please do it." Tang Muqing put the newspaper back on the small table, turned to look at Shijing, "Let's go."
Ishii wiped his sweat again, took two steps forward to push the wheelchair, and headed towards the living room.
Tang Muqing was leaning on the wheelchair, with his palms on his knees and rubbing the wounds on his legs through his pants.
Tang Mu Hecheng, the younger brother of his father who has never met and has returned to the west, is in charge of the Tang Mu family's property.
To give a proper example, Tang Muhe Cheng is the powerful regent, and he, Tang Muqing...
The young and frail little emperor who eats, drinks and has fun is the kind of person who is ignored.
As the wheelchair was pushed, Tang Muqing narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about what was about to happen next.
If you are a normal person, you should seize the management rights of the industry from Tang Mu Hecheng at this time, and turn yourself into a veritable little emperor step by step, but...
The good-for-nothing little emperor lived a happy life. He didn't care about eating, drinking or having fun. He only had to guard against being thrown into the trouble of the foolish emperor.
So who is going to fight for power? !
He, Tang Muqing, wants to carry out the destruction to the end!
In the living room, a man in a black suit sat on the sofa, holding a newspaper in his left hand and a teacup in his right hand, but his face in his early thirties was full of seriousness.
Hearing the sound of the wheelchair, Tang Mu and Cheng raised their eyes, and their stern eyes softened the moment they saw Tang Muqing, "Aqing? Your legs..."
As he said that, Tang Mu and Cheng looked Tang Muqing up and down.
"I accidentally fell it." Tang Muqing smiled and waved his hand to signal the housekeeper to retreat. After a while, he smiled and said, "Why is uncle here?"
Hearing this, Tang Mu and Cheng frowned.
He put the newspaper on the table and asked in a serious tone, "Have you encountered anything recently? Why do you suddenly want to make a will? Did someone else threaten you? Or..."
Tang Mu and Cheng imagined a series of theaters in which the eldest young man was coerced and lured into despair and angrily resisted, but they saw a seemingly shy smile on Tang Muqing's face.
Tang Muhecheng:...
Tang Mu and Cheng paused, and their doubtful eyes fell on Tang Muqing's face.
"I don't want to manage the company." Tang Muqing smiled with a hint of embarrassment, and his eyes flickered as if he was a little uneasy, "I don't think Uncle Hecheng would mind if I only take dividends and do nothing, right?"
Regent, I give you the power. I only want money and I will never fight for power!
Tang Mu and Cheng were slightly startled, and said in a strange tone, "You just don't want to manage the company?"
Tell me earlier!
Why would he have arranged for someone to keep an eye on Tang Muqing and plan to poison him? !
"Yes." Tang Muqing looked at his elders with an admiring expression, his eyes were clear and innocent, "I think my deceased parents also wanted to see me live a safe and happy life, are you right, Uncle He Cheng?"
A smile appeared on Tang Mu Hecheng's face, and he stretched out his hand to touch Tang Muqing's head dotingly, his eyes filled with warm affection for the first time, "Of course, for the sake of Ah Qing's happy life, I can only work hard for a while."
Tang Muqing secretly cursed the old fox, his light brown eyes looking particularly innocent, "Thank you, Uncle He Cheng. I really don't know how to manage a company to make money, so I have entrusted my lawyer to draft an escrow agreement. You see..."
Tang Muqing turned his head slightly and looked at the dull-looking butler, "Mr. Ishii, please bring the agreement."
sign!
Sign quickly!
After signing the contract, he received his dividends on time and on time, and it was Tang Muhe who took the blame for his part-time job!
Butler Ishii:......
Butler Ishii's eyes were filled with dullness. He looked at his head of the family who was smiling and said that he didn't want others to have an easy time. He then looked at Tang Mu Hecheng, who had yelled at him last night for telling him to poison Tang Muqing.
For a moment, he felt that his professionalism was very low and he could not put on a smile and blend into this happy family scene.
Bah!
The little fox increases the size of the fox!
This business is out of business!