I Repeated The Same Day For 500 Years

Reading between the lines in their conversation, Mao Songping felt that Gu Yu had already regarded Jiang Tong as a big shot who was more powerful than herself! A true big shot! This feeling was very clear, so Mao Songping regarded Jiang Tong's identity and ability even higher today as compared to yesterday!

Mao Zhitong was talking on the phone while pacing to the side. He was covering his mouth the whole time. While talking to Mao Songping, he would look at Jiang Tong from time to time. The changes in his expression could be said to be very exaggerated. More than a hundred people around him were watching him talk on the phone in a low voice, but they could not hear what he was saying. They could only see the changes in Mao Zhitong's expression. It was very animated! They didn't know what kind of shocking news he had heard.

"Do you understand?" Mao Songping asked two minutes later.

"I got it, I got it, Dad. Don't worry, I'll definitely give you... I'll definitely..." Mao Zhitong did not know how to guarantee it. He was panicking inwardly. He felt that he would either get into trouble here on the spot or get his legs broken by his father when he got home. His father's anger this time was too scary!

"Alright, alright..." Mao Songping interrupted Mao Zhitong and asked, "Is Miss Jiang here?"

"Yes," Mao Zhitong replied.

"Go and pass the phone to Miss Jiang," Mao Songping said.

"Alright," he said. Mao Zhitong raised his head and looked at Jiang Tong like a naughty student who had just met his form teacher. He was no longer arrogant but instead, he looked very uneasy. He walked to a meter away from Jiang Tong and stuttered, "Um... My dad..." he handed the phone to Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong looked at him and smiled. She took the phone and put it to her ear, "Boss Mao?"

"Miss Jiang, it's all a misunderstanding! We're all on the same side but he didn't recognize you, so he caused some trouble and you had to witness this mess. My kid doesn't know you. It's my fault. I only informed my underlings, and I didn't expect him to have a conflict with you. It's not appropriate for me to tell him about our matter. Mao Zhitong is still young. He's still a child." Mao Songping could only blame it on the fact that Mao Zhitong was young. He seemed to be explaining it frankly, but in fact, he was panicking. Who knew what Jiang Tong's temper was like? His son had found more than a hundred people to beat her up. If it were anyone else, even if... even if it was a magnanimous person, he would not be able to settle the matter with that person with just a few words.

"I'm fine," Jiang Tong said. Her tone was too relaxed, and she didn't have any other attitude. On the contrary, it made people feel like she was being polite.

"Miss Jiang, hahaha, I knew you wouldn't hold a grudge against a child. Don't worry, Mao Zhitong is definitely in the wrong this time. I'll definitely teach him a lesson," Mao Songping said and laughed. He had no choice but to go along with Jiang Tong's words for the time being. He had to apologize in other ways after this, or he wouldn't be able to rest easy.

Mao Zhitong was standing right in front of Jiang Tong. He was so close that not only could he hear Jiang Tong's words, but he could also hear the voice on the phone. He knew what his father was saying, and he was even more flustered... His dad was even addressing Jiang Tong politely.

"Alright, that's all. Boss Mao, I still have things to do," Jiang Tong said again as if she did not want to say too much to Mao Songping.

"Okay, okay, okay. Miss Jiang, please pass the phone to my son for a bit," Mao Songping immediately said.

Jiang Tong handed the phone over to Mao Zhitong. Mao Zhitong took the phone and covered his mouth as he walked a few steps away. No one knew what Mao Songping said to him, but after a full minute, Mao Zhitong agreed with a grunt and nodded repeatedly. Soon, Mao Zhitong finally hung up the phone. He put away his phone and looked at Jiang Tong with an unnatural expression. He wanted to say something but did not know how to start. More than a hundred people around him were looking at him, some of them waiting for his orders. However, some people felt that something was wrong. Everyone was watching. They knew that Jiang Tong had just answered Mao Songping's phone call and said a few words. From Jiang Tong's tone and words, they could tell that something was wrong!

"You're not picking a fight anymore?" Jiang Tong was the first to speak and asked Mao Zhitong in a very light tone.

"No, I'm not picking a fight anymore, it's all a misunderstanding." Mao Zhitong finally knew how to speak 'properly'. He raised his hand and gestured. When he saw that he was still wearing the brass knuckles, he immediately took them off and nervously put them in his pocket. He said, "Then... this is a misunderstanding, Jiang..."