Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 1212

After dinner, Meng Haisheng continued to be busy with company affairs and returned to the study.

Yan Ning and Mu Zi were not idle either. They consciously returned to their respective study rooms and buried themselves in books and notes.

Their excellent results were not accidental. They practiced singing during the day and studied together until late at night. That was a common thing.

When Meng Haisheng was checking the design drawings, a melodious sound of the pipa suddenly floated to his ears.

He stopped the work in his hands, walked to the door curiously, and gently pushed it open. The sound of the pipa became clearer, and a trace of surprise surged in his heart: "Mu Zi is planning to change from piano to pipa?"

He whispered to himself and turned to find Lin Mucheng.

She was holding a glass of milk, standing quietly outside Mu Zi's study, listening to the melody of the pipa.

"Wife, has Mu Zi made up her mind to learn the pipa? She has played the piano for so many years, won't it all be in vain?"

Lin Mucheng turned his head, "How can what she has learned be in vain? She just wants to learn more instruments now."

"Don't fool me, it's past 10 o'clock now. Normally at this time, the two of them should be reading books or going to the audio-visual room to watch movies or play games together."

"Mu Zi is practicing the pipa now, which shows that she is very concerned about this matter."

Lin Mucheng sighed. His other half is too smart and nothing can be hidden from him.

"Mu Zi originally wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to find out so early. She really works hard for the pipa."

"Of course, I know my daughter's personality best. I'm worried that Mu Zi will be too tired. She has to study, sing, shoot commercials, and practice the pipa."

"Also, she and Yan Ning want to make a movie together, but I advised her that if she doesn't like it very much, she shouldn't join Mu Zi to join in the fun and do something she likes.

"You're right, their development paths are definitely different. Mu Zi can go her own way. "

Children from wealthy families have a low cost of trial and error. Mu Zi likes the pipa, and Meng Haisheng immediately invited the best teacher for her.

If she becomes interested in other instruments in the future, Meng Haisheng will still support her unconditionally.

"Wife, should we buy a better pipa for Mu Zi?"

"I'm already looking at it. She just started learning, so let's buy a pipa worth hundreds of thousands for practice. When her skills improve, we'll change to a better one."

Meng Haisheng knows that several auction houses have master-level pipa.

"Mu Zi is so smart, it won't take long for her level to make a qualitative leap. "

Meng Haisheng is very willing to spend money on his daughters. They have been learning piano since they were young, and the pianos he bought probably cost more than 100 million yuan.

The next day, he asked the workers to renovate a piano room for Mu Zi, with an antique design and very beautiful.

As a father who is a daughter slave, he always meets their needs.

Meng Haisheng has a firm attitude towards news reports about his daughters: no negative news is allowed.

He obtained detailed information about several major media in Hong Kong from Gu Baiyu. Dealing with shareholders behind TV stations is easy for him, but the world of newspapers is more difficult.

Newspapers are divided into two completely different camps.

Half of the newspapers adhere to the authenticity and moral bottom line of the news, and their holders mostly take the formal route.

The other half are entangled with various interest groups, and there is a complex network of power and money behind them.

As for those small newspapers, they often hover on the edge of legality and illegality, becoming a hotbed for all kinds of conspiracies and speculations.

Meng Haisheng took a deep breath and said to Zhang Lei: "These small newspapers are handed over to you. "First courtesy, then force. If someone doesn't obey, you will kill them."

"These tabloids are the most bullying. As long as we use tough measures, they will think twice before reporting in the future."

Zhang Lei nodded and responded: "I understand, boss. I will use courtesy first and force later. I won't use violence right away."

"Remember, we are serious businessmen, not gangs. We don't need to fight and kill."

Gu Baiyu listened on the side and felt helpless about Meng Haisheng's words.

He knew that Meng Haisheng had a mercenary group under his command. Usually, only a few dozen people followed him, and the others were on standby at Emerald Island.

As long as Meng Haisheng gave an order, these mercenaries could immediately go out and kill Hong Kong Island.

"Boss Gu, please help me make an appointment with the remaining newspaper owners. I want to talk to them in person. "

Meng Haisheng said, glancing at the list in his hand with a half-smile.

His first stop was Mr. Song, the owner of the Hong Kong Morning Post.

Mr. Song was a businessman and had heard about the miracles Meng Haisheng had created in Hong Kong Island. After learning that the NY group was Meng Haisheng's daughter, Mr. Song immediately promised not to publish negative news about them in his newspaper.

Meng HaishengMeng Haisheng visited the top executives of three newspapers in succession. They all showed enough respect to Meng Haisheng and promised not to report the news about NY group randomly.

Meng Haisheng was satisfied with this. It seemed that his reputation in Hong Kong Island was still good.

However, at the front desk of Yijin Entertainment, Meng Haisheng encountered rejection for the first time.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, President Zhu's secretary said that you didn't make an appointment and he didn't have time to see you for the time being." The front desk told him politely.

A trace of displeasure flashed across Meng Haisheng's face, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

As a veteran who has been working in the business and media circles for many years, he knows the rules of the game here and knows that sometimes patience and strategy are needed.

He smiled at the person at the front desk and handed over his business card: "It's okay, please tell President Zhu that if he is free, I welcome his call back at any time."

"Yes, goodbye, Mr. Meng."

After leaving Yijin Entertainment, Jiang Chulin said angrily: "Boss, Zhu Dazhi obviously deliberately didn't want to see us. When I came, I called to confirm that he was indeed in the company today."

Meng Haisheng said slowly: "Well, he just doesn't want to do me a favor. I'm quite curious why Zhu Dazhi doesn't want to see me."

He suddenly thought of something and turned to Jiang Chulin: "Go and check whether there are other shareholders of Yijin Entertainment besides Zhu Dazhi, and check the situation of Zhu Dazhi's family.

"There is no hatred without reason in this world. There must be a reason why Zhu Dazhi has such great hostility towards me."

"Yes, I'll check it now. "Jiang Chulin immediately took action.

At the same time, in Zhu Dada's office, Zhu Dada and Peng Jiacheng were sitting together, chatting and drinking tea.

Zhu Dada's secretary handed him Meng Haisheng's business card: "Boss, he has left in disgrace."

"Yeah."

Zhu Dada took a look at the business card in his hand, tore it in half without hesitation, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"Meng Haisheng still wants me to help, it's just a pipe dream." His voice revealed contempt and disdain.