Mu Junze let out a soft chuckle.
Meng Nianchu personally fed him a spoonful of corn soup. "How is it? Tasty, right?"
The scalding soup slid down his throat. Mu Junze rarely didn't retort but simply nodded in agreement. "It's okay."
Although his words weren't exactly flattering.
Meng Nianchu simply pushed all the food in front of Mu Junze and picked up a report on the table, which showed the sales data of her father's company in the past month.
The overall sales hadn't declined.
"I'll handle all these things properly. You don't need to worry," Mu Junze said.
Meng Nianchu picked up another report and looked at it. "Are those old foxes in my dad's company going crazy?"
The shareholders in the company were eager for something to happen to her father so that they could seize the inheritance of the company and turn things around. Now that her father was in the hospital, it would be strange if they could hold back.
Mu Junze grunted in agreement.
"But with me in charge of the merger of the two companies, they won't dare to cause trouble," Mu Junze said casually, as if those shareholders were just ants in his eyes, easy to crush with a single foot.
Meng Nianchu put down the report and told Mu Junze that Sheng Nan had recovered a lot and her father would be discharged from the hospital in a couple of days. Then, waiting for Mu Junze to finish his meal, she clung to him and brought up the most important matter, asking him to teach her the most effective way to manage a company.
Even after the merger of the two companies, it wasn't possible for someone from Mu Junze's side to manage her father's company all the time. Delaying might be bad for the company. Meng Nianchu also wanted to take over the company's affairs as soon as possible during this period.
Since she was willing to learn, Mu Junze told her everything he knew, including the details where mistakes were likely to occur in the company's data reports and documents.
Meng Nianchu was completely overwhelmed. She sat in Mu Junze's office for a whole day.
The news that Mu Junze had merged Meng's father's company couldn't be hidden. Although there had been rumors before, neither her father nor Meng Nianchu had responded, so no one could be sure. But as soon as Meng Nianchu appeared in Mu Junze's company and the employees heard Mu Junze explaining company operations to her, the news spread.
People in the business world were all saying that there was going to be a change in the Meng family.
Meng Nianchu, a popular actress in the entertainment industry, suddenly suspended her acting career to inherit her family's business. This news hit her fans like a heavy hammer.
A group of fans shouted that they were reluctant to see her go.
The popularity of these two pieces of news caught Linda's attention when she was bored at home. She was greatly shocked when she saw the two most prominent hot searches about Meng Nianchu on Weibo.
The company was actually going to be handed over to Meng Nianchu?!
She suddenly sat up straight, her red lips tightly pursed and her eyes filled with anger.
How could the company be given to Meng Nianchu!
She had suffered so much when she returned to China just to fight for this opportunity. If Meng Nianchu really took over the company, what had all her suffering been for!
The strength in her hand holding the phone increased. She silently pondered what to do next. Impatiently, she opened her phone and wanted to call someone. As soon as the phone screen turned on, the interface stopped at Weibo.
A message suddenly caught her eye:
Didn't they say the Meng family had two daughters? The eldest daughter seems to have disappeared for more than a year. When the Meng family is changing the heir, shouldn't the eldest daughter of the Meng family also appear? Why haven't we seen her?
It was completely silent around. Meng Rong looked at the message on the phone screen, a shadow floating in her eyes.
Meng Rong...
It was already evening when they returned to the hospital with Mu Junze. The weariness on Meng Nianchu's face was clearly visible. Her father lovingly held her hand.
"Learning these things is always difficult at first. You've really done a great job by persevering until now. Keep at it, and you'll see the results."
"I know," Meng Nianchu slumped into a chair and closed her eyes. "Where are Mom and Aunt Sun? Why haven't I seen them?"
Her father said, "I told your mom to go back and rest. Her arm is injured like that, but she still insists on taking care of me here. I'm afraid she'll fall ill before I'm discharged from the hospital. Aunt Sun just received a call and rushed out in a hurry."
As he was speaking, Aunt Sun walked in with the food in her hand.
"The doctor said it's time for you to have dinner, Mr. Meng," she said, setting up the table on the bed and putting the food on it.
Mr. Meng picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip of the porridge.
Seeing his painful expression and his reluctance to eat, Meng Nianchu chimed in, "The doctor said you can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow. Just bear with it for a few more days."
She deliberately imitated her father's tone when he had talked to her earlier.
Mr. Meng sucked in air through his teeth and drank all the porridge.
After he finished, Aunt Sun quickly and neatly took away the porcelain bowl and the table. Putting the things aside, Aunt Sun called Meng Nianchu's name.
"What's up?" Meng Nianchu replied softly.
Aunt Sun said shyly, "Miss Meng, if you're here, could you please help me massage Mr. Meng's neck first? He said his neck was a bit uncomfortable this afternoon. I want to wash Mr. Meng's coat first. Otherwise, there will be too many people in the bathroom tomorrow, and it will be a waste of time."
"Sure," Meng Nianchu immediately stood up after hearing this.
Aunt Sun walked to the door, holding the clothes and the basin in one hand and taking out her phone from her pants pocket with the other. "Mr. Meng said you have to use a bit of strength to make it feel good. Don't be too gentle. Massage it first so I can see. If there's anything wrong, I can tell you."
Meng Nianchu made a fist with her small hand and massaged her father's neck.
Mr. Meng shook his head. "I don't feel anything."
Mu Junze rolled up his suit sleeves. "Let me do it."
"Don't!" Aunt Sun stopped him loudly. Her sudden raise of voice startled the three people in the ward, and they all looked at her. Aunt Sun smiled and lowered her voice. "You're a man. If you do this, you might use too much strength and hurt Mr. Meng. It's better for Miss Meng to do it herself."
As if afraid that Mu Junze would really do it himself, Aunt Sun stepped forward and demonstrated for Meng Nianchu.
A red mark appeared on Mr. Meng's neck.
"Dad, doesn't it hurt?" Meng Nianchu increased the strength of her massage on her father's neck. With each punch, she felt as if she was really hitting her father instead of massaging him.
Mr. Meng said it didn't hurt.
Meng Nianchu suspected and asked Aunt Sun, "Have you told the doctor about Dad's condition?"
"Yes, yes," Aunt Sun quickly replied, her eyes subconsciously glancing away. "The doctor said it's nothing serious. It will get better in a few days. Maybe it's just because he's been lying in the ward and hasn't gone out for a walk these days."
Meng Nianchu frowned slightly, half believing and half doubting.
How could it not hurt at all after being hit like this?