My richest man's identity was exposed by my sister

Chapter 43 Too Loyal
But before the three of them finished swiping, they were caught by Ma Teng who turned back to get the wallet.

Looking at the child with his butt sticking out, Ma Teng pulled him up.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing that Ma Teng had actually returned, the two boys turned around and ran away.

But how could Ma Teng let them go so easily, stretched out his hand and dragged them to the ground.

"Why row the car?" Ma Teng frowned. He hadn't had time to settle accounts with them just now, but they were better off and focused on his car first.

Looking at the clearly visible handwriting on the car, Ma Teng felt a pain in his heart, these little bastards must be too hurt.

It just so happened that the teacher had just left work. She was the head teacher of this group of students. She had just started working this year, and she was at an age full of vigor and sense of justice.

Seeing that Ma Teng was pressing down on her two students, she immediately became angry.

"What are you doing! Beating a child in broad daylight?"

Immediately afterwards, she rushed over quickly, but her high-heeled shoes and hip-covering skirt restricted her movements. She didn't pay attention for a moment, her feet tilted, and she rushed directly to Ma Teng.

Ma Teng held one in his arms and two under his body. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw a delicate girl pounced on him.

"Plop." With a sound, Ma Teng caught her with one hand, so she didn't fall to the ground.

"Girl, calm down, what if I really hug you and say that people misunderstand you?"

"You stinking scoundrel." The girl quickly got up, the anger on her face still lingering.

Ma Teng was a little speechless, and he kindly helped, so why did he become a stinky hooligan?

"Why are you beating the child?" the girl said, rubbing her arm.

Ma Teng was taken aback, and said helplessly, "Hit the child?"

"Yes!" No matter how wrong the child is, you shouldn't hit him! "

"I actually..."

"Don't talk, I only believe what I see, or I won't lie."

The teacher was even more surprised when he saw Song Zhiqiu standing behind Ma Teng.

"Song Zhiqiu, come here quickly, don't let this violence hurt you, come to the teacher!"

Song Zhiqiu stood where he was, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Ma Teng pursed his lips, and said calmly, "You won't lie? But you know how to hit someone and row your car. Go and see my car yourself, and you'll know why I did it."

The female teacher looked hesitantly in the direction of Ma Teng's finger, and the shocking trace looked very scary.

"They did it?"

"Otherwise, who else could be." Ma Teng said with a frown, "Do you still think I'm a violent madman?"

"I'm sorry!" the female teacher bowed awkwardly and said, "I'm really sorry."

"You brats, come with me to the office!"

After half a sound.

The three parents and Ma Teng gathered in the office.

The teacher looked at the people in front of him and said calmly: "Hello parents, I have made it very clear to you. These three children are making a few cuts in this gentleman's car."

A bloated middle-aged woman spit out her nail polish and said with a smile: "Oh! It's just a few scratches. What a fuss. My car is often scratched by my kids. What's the big deal? A few more scratches out of curiosity. Is it normal?”

Ma Teng was stunned, thinking that if he apologized humbly and spoke nicely, the matter would really be over.

But since you're doing this with me, don't really blame me.

He said indifferently: "Yes, of course you don't feel bad about your son driving your own car, or if you divorce your husband and take your son and my dog ​​to reorganize the family, I won't feel bad either."

"What are you talking about! Husband, do you think he is speaking human language?"

Ma Teng said calmly: "What? Start learning dog language now? Can't you understand human speech?"

"Why are you talking to my wife!" The man stood up abruptly.

Ma Teng eyeballed him: "What do you want?"

Seeing Ma Teng's strong figure and thinking that he was in his early twenties, the man sat down awkwardly.

"Wife, a gentleman does not fight with a villain. Those who are superior are literary, and those who are inferior are martial. The truly incompetent use force."

"Then scold him for me!"

"Parents!" The female teacher couldn't help but slammed the table and said, "This is the office, not a place where everyone quarrels!"

The female teacher said with a headache: "You three children have rowed over the other person's car, first discuss the loss of money, and then talk about other things."

The man in the white shirt pushed his glasses, and said disdainfully, "I said, teacher, you just brought me here because of such a small matter. You really made a fuss over a molehill."

He took out his wallet casually and said calmly: "It's not just losing money, just give me a call and ask my secretary to deliver it."

"That is, a brat is not as old as my eldest son. How many elders can he have in his pocket? Does he drive a Xiali or a Jetta? Or a second-hand Alto?"

The other parents also looked indifferent, some paid for money, some touched up makeup, some beat their wife's legs and rubbed their shoulders, and the man with glasses looked down at his watch from time to time, not taking Ma Teng seriously at all.

After all, in their eyes, Ma Teng is just a young man in his early 20s.

When they were the same age as Ma Teng, they still rode bicycles, the kind of Phoenix brand bicycles with the legs stuck in the crotch of the trousers.

This young man must be similar.

He was wearing no brand name, no watch, no necklace, and his hair was casually styled. He was followed by the little girl, and there was a pen mark on his body.

Just these two siblings, what kind of car can they afford?

"Neither." Ma Teng's answer surprised several people.

The man with glasses chuckled: "It's not a fucking little animal, is it?"

Another fat man said unexpectedly: "Are you talking about Jaguar Land Rover? Or BMW?"

"I'm talking about Mazda."

"Hahaha!"

Several people laughed.

The man with glasses generously took out 2 yuan and put it on the table. He pushed it gently in Ma Teng's direction, and a stack of money slid in front of Ma Teng.

"Okay, this money should be enough to buy you two cars and ten catties of pork ribs, so no one else has to pay for it. I will give the money alone!"

"Oh, brother, you are so bold, but this is not allowed! My brother has to pay half of the money, my child is very deep."

"Look, what are you arguing with me about! My kid's stroke is deeper! I'm going to scratch my head."

"Okay, two big brothers, although my wife is in charge of the financial power in my family, and I don't have any money in my pocket, but I am also a loyal person, and I will not lose any money that is due to me!"

"Son, go and draw two more, this money can't make your uncle pay more!"

Ma Teng knocked on the table, and everyone's eyes were attracted. He grinned and said, "I hope you will be as harmonious as before."

Immediately afterwards, he pushed an insurance appraisal report in front of several people.

"Hey? Can a broken car still be insured? Isn't the insurance company afraid that your car will fall apart if you run halfway?" The man picked up the report, his eyes were very contemptuous.

(End of this chapter)