Chapter 439 I Will Become the Daughter-in-law of a Wealthy Family
Chapter 439 I Will Become the Daughter-in-law of a Wealthy Family
Muchen happily took the check and went to find Sirong.
Having easily solved the funding problem, Muchen felt particularly relieved. He knocked on Sirong's office door.
She was buried in a pile of technical documents and presentations, her brow slightly furrowed, obviously making the final sprint for the upcoming press conference.
"Done." Muchen placed the check lightly on Sirong's pile of documents, making a slight "pop" sound. He pulled out a chair and sat down with his usual relaxed demeanor.
With this 20 million investment, their production line can be officially put into production.
During the six months of pretending to be Lin Nuannuan, Mu Chen and Si Rong had a very easy time, and they had a date in the library.
Muchen can sort out Mu's previous business dealings, and Sirong can analyze the future development of new energy.
I can deal with Mu's father without delaying my work progress.
Perhaps the only loss is Muchen's reputation.
It is now rumored that the eldest son of the Mu family changes girlfriends quite quickly.
But for Muchen, he doesn't care about these at all.
Just say it, say as much as you can.
It would be best if the daughters of wealthy families would hide as soon as they heard his name.
This makes it difficult for Mu's father to find a marriage partner for him.
Muchen looked up at her: "Hey, do you think we should continue this play?"
Sirong raised her eyes from the screen, passed over the check, and fell on his face with a slightly nonchalant smile.
Her eyes were clear, as if they could see through his pretense.
"What do you think?" she asked lightly, but her hands did not stop, still typing key parameters on the keyboard.
"Me?" Muchen shrugged, leaning back in his chair in a relaxed manner, tapping the ground with his toes, causing the swivel chair to sway slightly, with an almost mischievous sense of comfort.
"I'm fine with that! Don't you think it's fun? I can cause trouble for Old Mu, and at the same time, I can have a quiet place to do my own thing. Just keep going, it won't delay anything anyway."
Sirong hit the last Enter key and finally looked at him seriously. Her fingertips tapped the thick press conference schedule on the desk.
"If Daddy Mu hasn't assigned you any new 'tasks' recently, there's no need to add to the drama yourself for now."
Her voice was calm and full of unquestionable rationality. "The battery project launch conference is just around the corner. Promotion, quality control, channel connection, everything is waiting to be finalized.
I'm almost drowning in the pile of information, and you... aren't having an easy time either?"
She paused, her eyes as sharp as before, "If he really does make a move and arranges another blind date for you, we'll see then."
Muchen looked at the calmness and concentration on Sirong's face and admired this pragmatic sense of clear goals.
The smile on his face deepened, and he nodded vigorously, very cheerfully:
"Understood! Making money and career come first! I'm always on standby, waiting for your orders, General Si, and then I'll go into battle!"
After having lunch with Sirong, Muchen returned to Mu Group.
During this period, Mu's father basically didn't have to go to the company.
He took over his father's management with lightning speed.
To others, we told them that Mu's father needed health care and asked him to take his stepmother to live in the hot spring villa for a while.
There was no formality, no buffer period. The first thing Muchen did was to rebuild the core framework of the group.
The company has been running for a very long time, and many of its employees and directors are veterans who built the company together with Mu's father.
They have indeed made contributions to the company, but they cannot always rest on their laurels and drag their feet.
This kind of offensive matter can be cleaned up at one time during the handover between the old and new bosses.
"Executive Vice President, also serving as Director of R&D?" A director who was promoted by Mu's father slammed the table during the morning meeting.
"Mu Chen! You are still young. Research and development is related to the future of the group. What we need is a steady person to take charge! You are parachuted in..." He glanced at the empty and undecided title next to Muchen.
"...Who did you arrange this for? Do you have any experience? There's no way the board of directors will approve it!"
Without even raising his eyelids, Muchen pointed at a resume and a thick technical blueprint book on the table.
"Mr. Li, the traditional heavy industry sector you oversee saw costs rise 19% last year, market share drop 3.7%, and investment in innovation nearly stagnated. You're talking about 'stable'?"
His voice was not loud, but it pierced the heavy air in the conference room like an icicle.
“The position of R&D director requires someone who can see into the next decade, not someone who rests on the laurels of the past thirty years.
My choice will officially start in a week. Her experience is enough to completely transform what you call the "fundamentals of the future" within three years. As for the board of directors?"
Mu Chen finally raised his eyes, and his gaze slowly swept across the faces with different expressions, finally landing on Mr. Li, who had a gloomy face.
"My proposal is a notice. Whether you vote on it or not today, the result will not change. Now," he closed the document in front of him, "the next topic is the plan to clean up the gray areas in the group's procurement process..."
Kill decisively and without mercy.
Muchen was like a precise surgeon, holding the scalpel called "power", and accurately and coldly peeling off the rotten flesh that had long been rotten and festering attached to the huge body of the Mu family.
Every decision was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of those elderly people who were accustomed to Mu's father's "soft" style.
A month later, the global strategy launch conference of "Qiyuan", a new energy technology company led by Sirong, was held in the technologically advanced World Expo Pavilion.
The spotlights were flashing, the media were on standby, and industry giants and investors' representatives gathered together.
The press conference officially began, the lights dimmed, and only a spotlight was shining on the center of the stage.
Sirong was wearing a simple and capable beige trouser suit and walked out calmly.
Without any fancy words, she just spoke with precise data and groundbreaking technical parameters.
The energy density jumped by 35%, the safety passed the most stringent international impact and puncture tests, the fast charging efficiency reached the first tier in the world, and the cost dropped by 18% under the optimized supply chain.
With the help of a 3D animation demonstration of the battery structure analysis diagram, those originally complex technological barriers became within reach through her clear and calm explanation.
There were exclamations and applause from the audience.
The professional media's cameras were fixed on the figure on the stage, who exuded powerful concentration.
In the VIP area of the auditorium sat Mu's father and stepmother Zhang Aili. They were invited by Sirong in the name of the former chairman of the Mu Group, a partner of hers.
Dad Mu looked at Sirong on the stage with extremely complicated eyes.
Is this the same daughter-in-law from their Mu family who sold the house a year ago?
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