Ji Changmu looked at her, which made Qiao Muyuan even more embarrassed, so he simply got up from the bed and slipped into the bathroom.

Sister Cui had already packed her luggage, and the doctor came to examine Ji Changmu. Although they wanted to suggest that Ji Changmu continue to be hospitalized, Ji Changmu wanted to go home to recuperate and no longer be hospitalized, so they had to give up.

On the sofa under the curtains, Ji Changmu had already changed his clothes. He was wearing a turtleneck black sweater and a dark gray long coat. He looked quite like a financier.

Lewis was away, so he turned on the morning news by himself and listened to it while eating breakfast.

"Suddenly, at 8 o'clock this morning, the Rolls-Royce of Mr. Lyon, a famous banker on Grouse Street, was attacked by a protest. Fortunately, the car windows were fully bulletproof. Mr. Lyon was not in danger for the time being, but the demonstrators refused to give in. United Reporters

He launched an attack and took a series of dangerous actions such as blocking doors and chasing cars. Mr. Lyon himself has not said anything yet..."

Qiao Muyuan was drinking a bowl of hot milk. When he heard the news, he asked: "What kind of demonstration is going on?"

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"A demonstration against capital plunder." Ji Changmu said calmly.

The news was still playing, and Qiao Muyuan couldn't understand it, so he continued to drink milk and have breakfast.

"Sister Cui, ask the driver to go around Grus Street later."

"Okay, Mr. Ji."

Ji Changmu turned off the news and had breakfast with her.

Not long after, Ji Changmu's driver came over: "Mr. Ji, the road conditions are not very good today, especially the road towards the Financial Building. There are demonstrators everywhere, and there are also people targeting em."

"Then go around First Avenue."

"Okay, I'll check it out then." The driver can't guarantee the road conditions because the crowd is mobile.

Ji Changmu called Lewis again after breakfast. After hearing Lewis's report on today's situation, he asked, "Why did these people react so strongly today?"

"There is no way. In the new year, many people can't find jobs. They are living on the streets, working in sweatshops, and jointly squeezed by bloody capital. There were sporadic demonstrations some time ago, but today's one is quite big. They are also among them.

Among the listed exploitative financial groups, CEO, please be careful, they have your photos in their hands."

"I understand." Ji Changmu's face was cold and calm.

Qiao Muyuan also had breakfast. She heard it all and asked casually: "Does my family's group in New York also treat them the same as em?"

Ji Changmu laughed out loud: "Your SJC Group is older than EM. If it suffers retaliation, it will probably be ranked ahead of EM."

"..." Qiao Muyuan sounded like he was gloating about his misfortune, "If it makes a big fuss, will Mr. Qiao send someone here?"

"I don't know about your family's affairs, but if it gets too big, Qiao's headquarters will definitely send someone here."

"Who else can I send? It must be my brother who comes over to practice. He is now the guinea pig, my dad's guinea pig."

"Then you hide it and don't let your brother see you skipping class."

"..." Rather than skipping class, she was more afraid of her brother discovering that she and Ji Changmu were together. After all, she and Ji Changmu were... neither famous nor separated.

"Mr. Ji, when will we set off?" Sister Cui came over and asked.

Ji Changmu glanced at the watch in his hand: "Go back on time at half past ten."

"OK."
Chapter completed!