Mu Yuehan returned to his seat and called Zhan Wei without a delay.
After hearing Zhou Liying, he realised, he was doing a foolish thing by disclosing his identity. He knew there would be many threats on him if people got to know he was real Mu Yuehan.
Moreover, he forgot the threats on the life of Zhou Liying, such threats would increase if he was to co public, and if dia connected dots of his relation to her. He would never put her in danger because of himself.
She saved him from a big blunder. She also made him realise his reasons as to why he made Zhan Wei his stand alone. Why he never ca public before.
"Cancel the press conference." He ordered.
"What do you an?" Zhan Wei gasped in shock. "Do you know what you are saying? Your press conference is in within half an hour. How can you ask to cancel it now? What am I supposed to say to hundred of dia mbers who will be coming at your order?"
Zhan Wei felt furious and irritated upon hearing the order of Mu Yuehan. Everything was ready for his press conference. He had invited so many reporters and now he was backing off at last mont?
What!
Zhan Wei was feeling so happy and now Mu Yuehan wanted to snatch back his happiness. This was not fair.
"Why are you silent? Speak." Zhan Wei roared. "Why this sudden change my lord?"
"Zhou Liying ca in. She do not want to hold a press conference. She thinks I am foolish if I hold a press conference." Mu Yuehan spoke in 'I am innocent' voice. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Mu. Yue. Han. What am I suppose to do now with dia?" he hollered.
"Think of so other news. Are not you expert in dealing with such matters? Isn't this why I made you my vice president?"
"You….so many tis I regret my job." Zhan Wei spat and ended the call.
Zhan Wei pulled on his hair once the call was ended. His cheeks were red with anger.
'This Mu Yuehan knows how to anger others.' He mumbled under his breath, running his mind all around. He could not send dia back without any breaking news, especially when they were invited large in number with a promise of breaking news.
**
"You will be driving the car." Zhou Liying threw the keys toward Min Yue. She opened the back door on her own and entered inside.
Min Yue noticed her angry state. She was more furious than before and it made her gulp in fear. She fearfully sighed. She opened the door of the driver side and took her seat.
Zhou Liying looked at the gift in her hands and she cursed. If she accepted this gift then would it not send a wrong signal to Mu Yuehan?
"Help find the best gift for Mu Yuehan." She sharply said to Min Yue.
"Why don't we gift him a private jet?" Min Yue suggested.
"He already has the best private jets." Zhou Liying declined her idea, rembering the luxurious jet of Mu Yuehan.
"What about a mini cruise? We can ask our branch in London to ship one."
"It will take ti." Zhou Liying sighed and thought of a gift which she could gift him. The one which would match the cost of his gift to her.
"I know, Zichen was gushing about the latest released Bugatti. As per him, the car is the most expensive. It is platted with platinum and diamond." Min Yue gushed excitedly.
"Order it then." Zhou Liying paused. "Forget that, I will order the car myself."
She pulled out her phone from her skirt pocket and made a few calls. She smirked to herself when her work was done.
**
"What to do? Only ten minutes are left." Zhan Wei mumbled to himself. He was feeling headache. He looked out from his cabin, into the conference room to see the presence of many reporters.
"Mu Yuehan, you should deal with the reporters. You were the one to call them in the first place. Why should I always clear the floor after you?" he muttered to himself and at the sa ti, his phone rang with a call from Mu Yuehan.
'Here cos a call from the devil. I don't know why am I still bearing him after all his tortures.'
"What is your next order, my emperor?" he taunted.
Mu Yuehan snorted. "I called to solve your problem."
Zhan Wei's eyes brightened when he heard him. The brightness disappeared as quick as it had appeared. Zhan Wei was not able to trust that Mu Yuehan had called him to help him out.
"Announce that, on twentieth February, every brand under the Mu empire will be giving a discount of twenty-five per cent to its custor." Mu Yuehan spoke nonchalantly.
Astonished, Zhan Wei yelped, "are you serious? Do you want to declare a discount?"
"Yes, I do. It is a kind of my treat to everyone for my wedding. I am happy, so I want to make everyone happy by giving this discount." He grinned.
"You already had this idea in your mind when you last called , right?" Zhan Wei accused.
"I had this idea." Mu Yuehan accepted.
"You…how can you torture like this?" Zhan Wei boiled with anger. "You showed hell in last twenty-five minutes without any use. You are a cruel, heartless monster."
"And you love this heartless monster." Mu Yuehan laughed.
"My bad luck." Zhan Wei groaned and ended the call.
Mu Yuehan chuckled and looked at the blank screen of his phone. Truthfully, he ca up with the idea not five minutes back. He knew he had troubled Zhan Wei by suddenly standing up the press conference.
He was aware of how bitchy reporters could be. That was why he thought of this plan to save Zhan Wei and to clean the ss created by him by himself.
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