Mu Wei Cheng opened his sister and sat opposite the old president with a deep face. He looked at the old uncle who was instantly old.
The old president laughed at himself and said, "I'm afraid I'm pretending to be sick?"
"What did the doctor say?" Of course, Mu Wei Cheng can see that his face is very bad. It's the kind of sick paleness. He has no such high-spirited appearance.
The old president smiled and shook his head: "I'm at the end of my life. The doctor has made a diagnosis. More than half a year, less than a month, so I'm in such a hurry to call you back."
"It's so serious. Why tell us now?" Mu Wei Cheng looks a little excited. He is angry.
"Wei Cheng, you are really like my brother. Every time I see you, I think of him. People are most afraid of death. My brother is in the prime of his life. I have a responsibility. For so many years, I have taken care of your brother and sister. I hope my brother knows under the spring and can be gratified." The old president couldn't help sighing.
"I haven't forgotten your upbringing for our brother and sister." Mu Wei Cheng lowered his eyes and mentioned his father. He looked very sad.
"Wei Cheng, I'll tell you frankly. Ling Mofeng is sure to succeed in the election and serve as the next president. You and he have a sincere friendship. I'm confident that you can take his place now. Are you interested?" The old president finally opened his mouth and stared at his nephew to see his true reflection.
Mu Wei Cheng didn't expect that he would suddenly say this to him. He looked surprised. Then he replied directly, "I'm not interested."
"I knew you would answer me like this, Wei Cheng. Your father will not close his eyes if you have no fighting spirit." The old president sighed, shook his head, and his face was shaken.
Mu Wei Cheng's body shook and he didn't answer his words.
"Before your father died, he asked me to do something. He said that the man of the Mu family must not admit defeat. He asked me to send you up and let you continue the glory and pride of our Mu family. Now you are an adult, talented, young and promising. You have the ability to sit in this position, just like Ling Mo Feng in those days. He was respected at a young age. Do you think you will be worse than him?" The old president couldn't help but stimulate him, hoping that he could fight for a breath and not admit defeat.
Mu Wei Cheng looks up at his uncle. The expectations in his eyes are so frank and direct.
"Uncle, I'm sorry. I don't accept such an arrangement. The man of Mu's family doesn't admit defeat, but he doesn't have to prove anything to anyone. I'm very satisfied with my current position." Mu Wei Cheng refused indifferently, not even thinking about it.
"Wei Cheng, do you want to disappoint me? You just said that you were indebted to me and that you wouldn't forget. Now you want me to die with everlasting regret? Ling Mofeng frustrated my spirit, refuted my face, and suppressed me. I can't bear it. If you still think I'm your uncle, you should fight for me and let me go with peace of mind. "The old president's face was full of grief and indignation, as if he had been greatly wronged.
"Uncle, I don't understand. Is power that important to you? Why can't you feel at ease if you don't bring it with you when you die? "Mu Wei Cheng couldn't help but refute his remarks, which was ridiculous. "I'm thinking about your juniors. Don't you understand? Our Mu family is a big family and we have infiltrated many industries. Every industry relies on my connections. If I fall, the entire Mu family will be finished. You can be noble and you can worship your profession, but don't forget that you are a member of the Mu family. You have the blood of the Mu family flowing in your body. Don't you care about their life and death? Who is Ling Mofeng? You know that he can't tolerate corrupt things in his eyes. Sooner or later, he will settle accounts with our Mu family. At that time, do you think he will let you go? " The old president's words were excited. He felt that it was time to give this nephew a profound education lesson. He shouldered the responsibility and his mission as a man of the Mu family. He could not easily leave all of this behind. "Uncle, I just want to ask you something. You have to tell me the truth." Mu Wei Cheng did listen to every word of him, but he also had something to ask.
"Say it." The old president reached out and straightened his lapel, with a serious face.
"Not long ago, Ling Mofeng went to the disaster area to visit the victims. He was shot several times in the middle of the way. You arranged it." Mu Wei Cheng stared at him and asked directly.
The old president's face suddenly changed, and his expression was a little more annoyed: "what do you want to say?"
"I don't want to say anything, you know? The guns in the hands of those murderers were stolen from the arsenal of our district. Not long ago, someone was sent to check this matter. I can't escape my guilt. "Mu Wei Cheng said with a blank face.
"What?" The old president was so angry that his chest hurt: "where did you get the guns? Ling Mofeng sent someone to check you? "
"Uncle, you made a mistake. Let people investigate me reasonably. I can't argue." Mu Wei Cheng laughed at himself.
"What does Ling Mofeng want to do?" The old president's face was red with anger: "does he want to take advantage of this to remove your position?"
"He didn't remove my post. I just applied to stay in my post for three months. In these three months, I may go to the military academy to be a drillmaster." Mu Wei Cheng said lightly, but he didn't realize how shameful he was.
"You Are you going to piss me off? Don't you think my life is short enough?" The old president almost couldn't get up in one breath. He didn't expect that after a few days of vacation, such a big event happened. His nephew was trained to be checked, and he didn't have the ability to protect him.
"Uncle, don't be angry. It's all doomed. You want to kill him. The gun flows out of me. If he doesn't die, we can only bear the guilt." Mu Wei Cheng shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was willing to accept all this.
"You are an unfilial son." The old president wanted to beat him.
"Uncle, don't be angry. Who wants to be the president? Those who have the ability to be the vice president? As for the vice president, anyone can be the same. You can't do Ling Mofeng. Come to a vice president. How can he be a vice president? He can't help him." Mu Wei Cheng comforted the old president in a very open tone.
"Are you with Ling Mofeng? I'm going to be angry with you. "The old president's face was ugly at the moment, even disappointed.
Mu Wei Cheng came over, knelt down in front of him, bowed his head, and said with a trained expression: "uncle, you want to beat and scold, I accept it. In fact, Ling Mofeng didn't punish me, but I know I'm guilty. You said that we are a family. Your punishment is on me, and I'm willing to accept it."
"What's my crime? I just want to maintain stability. You stinking boy, you get up and go quickly. I don't want to see you. "The old president raised his hand to hit him, but his hand was frozen in the air, and he couldn't hit it.
"Uncle, the only thing I can promise is that I won't deal with the Ling family in my life. I hope you won't be angry with me." Mu Wei Cheng knew that he was not filial. He knew that his uncle was sick and was angry with him, so he had to make a promise to the old president.
"Do you want to give up your current position?" The old president was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
"No, public is public. I don't have a personal relationship with Ling Mofeng." Mu Wei Cheng said with his head down.
The old president leaned back in his chair and said angrily, "yes, I forgot. I forgot that you had a good relationship at that time. I ruined your friendship. I can only say that the reality is too cruel and there are too many helpless. Well, Ling Mo Feng, you don't have a friendship with him any more. It's good to break it off."
"Uncle, are you ok? You look a little ugly. "Mu Wei Cheng cares about him anxiously.
"You are determined not to inherit my will. Unfortunately, I don't have a son. If I do, I will force him to go down my road. You are my brother's son. I won't force you. The road is your own choice. Go well by yourself." The old president calculated his whole life, but in the end, he found that he could not calculate the arrangement of fate.
"Then I'll go down first. I'll let Xiaoyun come up with you." Mu Wei Cheng didn't dare to stay any longer. He was afraid that he would faint accidentally.
Mu Yun wrings his hands nervously and stands in the living room downstairs. His beautiful eyes look at the stairs from time to time.
Eldest brother and uncle had a quarrel before. Now they talk about business. I'm afraid that they will quarrel again.
"Elder brother, how is uncle? Have you finished talking? "Mu Yun walked quickly and asked.
"Go up and accompany him. He likes to listen to you." Mu Wei Cheng is counting on his sister.
"Well, I'll take a glass of water." Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took a glass of water and went up.
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