Chapter 2011

The receptionist interrupted Dong Zijun's words by shaking his head, and refused with a polite smile, "I'm sorry, this is what the president ordered."

Dong Zijun looked back at Mu Shaoling helplessly, but he didn't expect that there were still people waiting to stop him.

"The briefcase." Mu Shaoling said.

Dong Zijun immediately handed over the briefcase.

Mu Shaoling took out a document bag from his briefcase and handed it to the receptionist, "Can you hand over this document to your president?"

"What's this?" the receptionist asked.

"The documents that have nothing to do with this bidding, but they are the documents he needs." Mu Shaoling said.

The receptionist hesitated. If there was money or something in it, wouldn't he be criticized if he took it?

Ever since the president knew that the departments below were secretly changing the bidding requirements, he was very angry. He insisted on postponing the meeting, scolding the relevant personnel, punishing those who were punished by administrative punishment, and some even lost their jobs because of the blame.

He dared not take the risk.

"This is a document related to your president, I will only hand it this time." Mu Shaoling said again.

Hearing this, the receptionist thought that if it was really what he said, and he kept the document out, and the president would be the one who lost his job when he knew about it.

"Okay then, you wait here now, I'll deliver the documents to the boss." The receptionist let go, took the documents and walked to the president's office.

"Boss, are you sure the president of Manle will agree to your meeting?" Dong Zijun stood behind Mu Shaoling.

"Definitely." Mu Shaoling said.

Nian Mu listened to the conversation between the two, but remained silent. Why did Mu Shaoling want to meet the CEO of Man Le? Is it because of bidding?

Listening to what the receptionist said just now, the president of Manle seems to attach great importance to this bidding and uphold the principle of fairness and justice.

But Mu Shaoling insisted.

It's not his way of doing things.

What Nianmu was even more curious about was the documents he delivered.

After a while, the receptionist who had just left came over with a respectful expression, "Mr. Mu, the president read the document you delivered and said he wanted to meet with you. This way please."

"You wait here for me." After Mu Shaoling finished speaking, he manipulated the wheelchair to move forward.

The receptionist walked behind him and said, "I'll push you."

Watching Mu Shaoling leave with the receptionist, Nianmu was even more curious as to what the documents were delivered to.

But she didn't ask, because maybe Dong Zijun didn't know either.

"Professor Nian, are you tired?" Dong Zijun asked suddenly.

"Not tired." Nianmu shook her head, her physical strength is already good, plus she is wearing flat shoes today, so she won't get tired after standing for a long time.

"Okay." Dong Zijun nodded, and asked again: "Do you know what kind of document the boss handed over?"

"I don't know, don't you know?" Nian Mu was a little curious. Didn't Dong Zijun keep his briefcase all the time? Will he not know what the file is?

"I don't know. Although the document has always been with me, the boss didn't say anything, and I dare not open it." Dong Zijun said, originally thinking that they would have no hope of meeting President Man Le, but unexpectedly, Mu Shaoling handed the document to him. In the past, the president of the other party wanted to meet with him.

It seems that this document is indeed what Mu Shaoling said, and the other party really needs it.

Nianmu knew in his heart that as a special assistant, the most important thing was to protect the boss's privacy, and he would never explore the secrets that the boss didn't want others to know.

Dong Zijun did a good job at this point, otherwise, Mu Shaoling wouldn't have kept him by his side for so long.

Office of the President of Manle.

The receptionist pushed Mu Shaoling in, "Boss, Mr. Mu from T Group has arrived."

"I see, you go down." Marcos stood up and walked in front of Mu Shaoling. He basically knew the information of each bidder and knew that something happened to Mu Shaoling, so he saw him sitting in a wheelchair On, there was no surprised expression.

He bowed his head and extended his hand politely, "Mr. Mu, hello."

"Hello." Mu Shaoling stretched out his hand and shook it politely.

Marcos had already prepared coffee at this moment, invited Mu Shaoling to come to the table, and said, "Mr. Mu, please drink coffee."

"Thank you for the hospitality." Mu Shaoling took a sip politely, put down the coffee, looked at the person opposite, and waited for him to speak.

Marcos glanced at the time, and it was almost time for the meeting, so he didn't exchange too many greetings, but asked directly: "Mr. Mu, time is running out, so I'll get straight to the point. How did you get that document?"

"A friend gave it to me." Mu Shaoling said.

"Why did he give you the document?" Marcos continued to ask, that document was indeed important to him, because it was a document about his family.

However, he also had doubts, why such an important document was given to Mu Shaoling instead of him directly.

If that person wants something good, since he has the ability to find out the information, why not talk to him directly? If Mu Shaoling can afford it, so can he.

"Because these materials are useless to him, but he thinks they are useful to me." Mu Shaoling said, stroking the briefcase with his fingers.

"What benefits do you want?" Marcos asked directly.

"President Marcos, don't worry, I have another document you need here." Mu Shaoling took out another document bag from the briefcase.

The document Ray gave him was very thick, and he deliberately divided it into two stacks to see if Marcos could see him.

If he chooses not to see it, this document will never fall into his hands, and the one given is only half of the information.

"This is the other half?" Marcos frowned. When he just read the document, he felt that although the document was useful, it was not perfect.

Now, if Mu Shaoling gave himself the share in his hands, it would be a perfect piece of information, the information he needed.

"Yes, this one is also for you." Mu Shaoling said.

Marcos took it unceremoniously, because he needed this document too much. It was related to the history of his family. If he wanted to become the leader of the family, this information would be of great help to him.

Marcos' family relationship is complicated, and it is not easy to become the president of Man Le. If he does not become the patriarch of the family as soon as possible, he will be run out as president at any time.

"I won't accept your things for nothing. Do you want to win this bidding?" Marcos thought that Mu Shaoling's document was to exchange the bidding results with him.

"No." Mu Shaoling shook his head.

His answer stunned Marcos, "Then what do you want?"

"What I want is very simple. In the meeting later, please make public the bids of all bidders." Mu Shaoling said. He exchanged such important information just to find out who was the one who threatened Nian Mu. who.