Chapter 535

Mu Youyu's words carried a hint of coquettishness: "Of course it's not untimely; brother came just in time, I was just thinking of you and you came, this is what they call hearts in sync."

Mu Xin reached out and lightly pressed on her head again, indulging: "Fine, dear, whatever you say goes."

He said, then casually took out a gift box from his pocket and lightly placed it in his sister's palm: "Jun Chenling asked me to give this to you, but I've been busy and forgot."

"I thought it was a surprise brother specially prepared for me." Mu Youyu took it, "Then brother, thank Ling brother for me."

Mu Xin noticed his sister's slight disappointment, and softly acquiesced: "Whatever you want, have someone buy it, use my card."

Okay!

The siblings chatted a while longer, Mu Youyu glanced at the time, loosened his arm: "Brother, I have to go to class."

Mu Xin gave a slight nod: "Got it, don't overwork yourself."

Mu Youyu obediently replied: "Brother, will you stay for lunch? A Jin's company will be busy this morning and will be back at noon."

Mu Xin was softened by those sparkling eyes: "Okay, stay, I'll go find second brother first."

"Brother, goodbye!" Mu Youyu waved at him and entered the classroom.

Mu Xin silently watched his sister's back disappear inside the door, then turned and walked toward the music academy.

Mu Youyu sat back in her seat, tidying the art supplies and books on the desk.

Qiao Xin quietly turned sideways, lowered her voice and leaned close: "Goddess, that guy at the door just now was your little brother, right? He's really handsome, just like you, hehe, his aura is also good, though he looks a bit quiet."

Since the start of school, this is still the first time she's seen in person the goddess's legendary brother.

Mu Youyu was used to it: "What? He just doesn't talk much to people he doesn't know, that's normal."

Qiao Xin looked enlightened, sighing repeatedly: "Besides, your family's genes are great, each brother is more handsome than the last."

Xiao Yu: "Not just the brothers, friends too."

"Really?" Mu Youyu chuckled teasingly: "Are you secretly complimenting yourselves on your looks?"

Qiao Xin slumped on the desk, smiling foolishly: "Goddess, you're beautiful too. Our class's computer has a lock screen that's your picture."

Mu Youyu exclaimed, "What?"

"It's that wallpaper, it's your photo. I just made a small joke to lighten the mood, goddess, why aren't you laughing? Am I too cold?"

"Haha." Mu Youyu gave a polite laugh twice: "You guys go to class, I'm heading to the painting studio first."

"Bye-bye, goddess! See you this afternoon!"

After saying goodbye to the two, Mu Youyu quickly replied to a message, then went alone to Lin Tingsong's studio.

She set her phone to silent, laid out her supplies, and began painting.

Jiang Liangjin walked out of the meeting room, his phone screen already piled with several unread messages.

He walked toward the lounge while opening the top chat: 【I've handled this side, coming right away】.

The other side didn't reply immediately, probably still painting.

Jiang Liangjin put his phone away and pushed open the door.

Third Uncle Jiang Yuan was sitting at the computer, a huge pile of documents opposite him; hearing the door open, he didn't even lift his head.

"You came just right after your meeting; take a look at this project, the other party wants to add a supplementary agreement, legal thinks it's risky, business wants to sign, I'm unsure about both sides' opinions."

Jiang Liangjin walked over, didn't immediately take the document: "If Third Uncle is unsure, I'm even more unsure."

Jiang Yuan finally lifted his eyes: "Stop pretending you don't understand when you do. You've been exposed to these commercial clauses since middle school, and now you claim you don't get it?"

He's different, loafing around his whole life, then relying on family money to study abroad in M Guo, just scraping by for a degree.

If it weren't for this good nephew occasionally seeking him out, he wouldn't even bother going to the company.

Jiang Liangjin lounged against the sofa: "That's two different matters."

"What two matters? It's all about money." Jiang Yuan slapped the documents onto the coffee table, rubbed his temples: "You say you, it's been a year since you took over the company, yet you still act like a hands-off manager, all you know is running to the Art School."

Jiang Liangjin corrected him: "I'm going to class, not running to the Art School."

"Attending class?" Jiang Yuan clicked his tongue: "You think I don't know? Half of your major's classes are spent painting your fiancée."

This nephew of his could clearly choose the finance track, sign an application for entrepreneurial leave, submit the materials and then live directly at the company; back then Mu Nian did just that.

Jiang Liangjin didn't deny: "That's also done in class; if there were assigned homework, I wouldn't do this. Moreover, wasn't it Third Uncle who told me to seize more opportunities?"

That's indeed reasonable, Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "Alright, alright, let's not argue about this. Are you handling this project or not? If not, I'll just handle it my way."

"Just let Third Uncle decide." Jiang Liangjin casually picked up the document, gave it a quick look: "This supplementary agreement indeed carries risk, but it's also the other party's bottom line; without signing, talks can't proceed. Business wants to sign because the project's profits are substantial; legal objects because the clause has loopholes."

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, asking: "So then?"

"So add a supplementary explanation in the clause, confining the risk within controllable limits." Jiang Liangjin wrote a few lines in the blank space of the document, then pushed it back: "This way both sides can accept."

Jiang Yuan glanced at those lines for a while, his expression complex: "You just said you weren't sure, right?"

"I meant Third Uncle is unsure, and I'm even more unsure." Jiang Liangjin spoke unhurriedly: "I didn't say I'm unsure about this."

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, feeling this nephew of his was getting better at talking—and also better at annoying people.

Jiang Liangjin didn't give him time to keep sighing: "Third Uncle, I still have class, I'm leaving now."

"Go, go, go, just seeing you annoys me." Jiang Yuan waved his hand, muttering: "Not half as thoughtful as Xiao Zhou."

"You could call Xiao Zhou over to keep you company."

Jiang Yuan: "He's recuperating!"

"I know."

As Jiang Liangjin reached the door, he conscientiously added: "By the way, Third Uncle, this is something the Special Assistant team should handle; don't go looking for trouble."

"Has your Special Assistant team finished training?" Jiang Yuan, full of question marks, wondered how he was bringing trouble upon himself.

"Yeah, it's been ready since last month."

"Last month? That means he's been struggling for almost a month?"

Jiang Yuan's tone was resentful: "... Nobody told me."

"Maybe they all thought you wanted to toughen up; thanks for the hard work, Third Uncle, goodbye, thank you."

Jiang Yuan heard that "thank you" and his anger faded by more than half; he stared at the closed door, shook his head, yet the corner of his mouth turned up a little.

This child—if you call him rude, he still knows to say "third uncle" and "you" politely when there's business, and occasionally he'll even say thank you; but if you call him polite, his mouth sometimes seems poisoned.

But thinking that he was also doing it to accompany his future niece-in-law, he couldn't get angry.