After walking into the wrong room, the president tried to mess with me every night

It's approaching the end of the year, the weather is freezing, the wind is blowing through the young man's hair, everything looks beautiful.

However, Mu Qingtong was blown by the cold wind, and his lost sanity was instantly pulled back to the cold reality.

The slightest bit of reluctance in my heart is nothing compared to the interests of the family.

only……

The boy's face was full of trust in her.

Mu Qingtong suddenly became a little irritable and said, "Just wait."

The situation at hand was more difficult than when she first took over the company. She had to treat it carefully and needed more time.

"I can't wait too long." Xie Xingchen said, "Yan Chengzhi only gave me three days."

He looked up at the sky, "It's almost dark, there are only two days left."

Mu Qingtong frowned, "I will take care of Yan Chengzhi's side."

"Ah."

Xie Xingchen responded obediently and stopped talking.

At this time, a little boy suddenly ran towards Xie Xingchen.

The incident happened so suddenly that Xie Xingchen was unable to dodge and was hit head-on by the little boy.

The little boy was about five or six years old. He ran very fast and held a cup of hot milk tea in his hand.

He bumped into Xie Xingchen's thigh, and the milk tea lid flew off.

Xie Xingchen's entire pants were damaged, with white sago mixed with sticky milk tea dripping down, and his shoes were not spared either.

There was also some milk tea stuck to the hem of the black down jacket.

The whole person looked embarrassed.

Before Xie Xingchen could react, the little boy started crying first, howling extremely miserably, "My milk tea..."

The parent who caught up behind him pulled the little boy and carefully checked whether she was injured. Then he couldn't help but scolded Xie Xingchen.

"What's the matter with you? Such a big man is standing here, and he doesn't know how to give in when a child comes over? See how scared my precious grandson is?"

Xie Xingchen, who had not had time to make an expression:...

As a young man, he really didn't want to argue with the aunt, so he explained seriously, "This aunt, your grandson hit me on his own."

The aunt became even more arrogant when she saw that Xie Xingchen was easy to talk to.

"Young man, I see you are a good-looking man, why are you trying to shirk your responsibilities? Everyone, come and take a look. This young man knocked my grandson down and was still trying to shirk it. He looked like a student and didn't know what he was doing. What do you learn in school?”

Xie Xingchen has never encountered this kind of situation, and he really doesn't want to argue with an aunt. He just feels unlucky, "Forget it, this is my bad luck..."

"What do you mean you are unlucky? Now you have scared my grandson to tears. You have to compensate him for at least a cup of milk tea and mental damages!"

The aunt, with a loud voice, rushed to Xie Xingchen and sprayed spit on the young man's face.

No matter how good-tempered Xie Xingchen was, he couldn't bear it anymore and clenched his fists.

The aunt became even more enthusiastic when she saw it, and kept hitting Xie Xingchen: "What, you still want to hit someone, right? Everyone is optimistic. This guy has violent tendencies and wants to use violence against the elderly and children. He must not be caught. Sent to the police/security bureau and locked up?”

When the little boy saw an adult supporting him, he howled louder and secretly made faces at Xie Xingchen.

Mu Qingtong couldn't bear it anymore and stood in front of Xie Xingchen in a few steps, staring at the aunt coldly.

"First of all, if we stand still here, your grandson bumps into us."

"Secondly, your grandson spilled milk tea all over my friend. How should the compensation be calculated?"

"Finally, you don't have to be rude or make excuses, I'm recording this all the time."

Mu Qingtong showed his phone to his aunt, and she was indeed recording the video.

The aunt's eyes flickered for a moment.

"What are you recording? If you are wise, turn off your phone right now! Even if my grandson accidentally spilled his milk tea, it was not intentional. Why do you, a woman of your age, care about a child?"

"I don't care about children. After all, children are taught everything by adults. I only care about you." Mu Qingtong said: "You apologize to my friend now, forget about it, and you don't need clothes." compensation."

Auntie was originally a bitch type, the kind who could forcefully take three points even if she ignored him. She originally wanted to take the opportunity to extort some money, but now that she didn't get the money and wanted to apologize, she immediately yelled.

"What do you think if I don't apologize? Why, do you want to beat me, an old woman? What do you mean I don't need to compensate? My son works in a big company and has a high salary. Is he still short of you for this little money? I just can't swallow this. What you want is mental damage compensation!”

Mu Qingtong said expressionlessly: "I won't hit anyone, I will only expose your matter on the Internet. I can also wipe out your entire family and let people all over the country come and see, you are like this You’re an unreasonable old woman, what kind of family does she need to be like you?”

"Your grandson bumped into someone. Not only did he not apologize, but he also made faces at them. He looks to be about five or six years old. No matter how young he is, he has learned to say sorry, right? Then let his classmates comment. Are you out of your mind and can’t remember those words?”

As he spoke, Mu Qingtong leaned over and looked at the crying little boy, "Remember, if someone scolds you in the future, it will be because your grandma is rude."

Mu Qingtong's aura was so strong that he did not make a fuss and told all these facts in a calm tone, but instead frightened the aunt.

The child was also shocked by Mu Qingtong. His crying stopped for a second, and he even burped carefully.

The aunt suddenly became furious and said, "You bitch, you look so well dressed, but you're here to scare a kid! Just put the video online and let's see who is more embarrassed!"

Mu Qingtong's eyebrows became tighter and tighter as the auntie acted recklessly and acted like a dead pig who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

It is useless to call the police in this situation. After all, it is not a big deal. At most, you can mediate and educate, but in the end it will not solve the problem and it will be a waste of your own time.

Mu Qingtong was already thinking about whether to call someone over to deal with it.

At this time, a young couple heard the sound and squeezed in.

When the aunt saw her son and daughter-in-law coming, her back straightened even more.

"Son, you are here just in time. Come and see this woman. She bullies us Zhenzhen and wants me to apologize and pay for her."

A bit of violence flashed across the face of the aunt's son, and he turned to Mu Qingtong and wanted to get angry. When he saw the other person's appearance, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly stammered: "You, are you Mr. Mu?"

Mu Qingtong glanced at him, as if he had seen him at a regular company meeting, but he had no memory of his specific name.

Auntie's son is a middle-level manager of Mu's Group, so he naturally knows Mu Qingtong. It would be a good fortune to meet his boss when he takes his children out to play.

It’s just that the current situation is really not good!

He was horrified, and before Mu Qingtong could say anything else, he hurriedly bent over to admit his mistake.

The aunt was also frightened by the fight. She pulled her son and asked in a low voice, "Is this your boss?"

Which company has a female boss who is so young?

Her son sternly reprimanded her, "I brought you to the city to enjoy the blessings, not to cause you trouble for me. Apologize to Mr. Mu!"

The aunt was frightened and quickly apologized to Mu Qingtong.

Mu Qingtong raised her chin towards Xie Xingchen, "That's the one you should apologize to."

Auntie looked at Xie Xingchen with some reluctance, "I'm sorry, young man, Auntie, I'm from the countryside and I'm outspoken. You're a college student, so don't worry about an uneducated rural person like me."

Mu Qingtong corrected him coldly, "Don't label rural people as impolite. I have seen too many simple, lovely and polite rural people. Don't insult those lovely people."

The aunt could only correct her attitude, say sorry to Xie Xingchen seriously, and then take her grandson away.

From far away, I heard my grandson say, "Grandma, if I get scolded in the future, it will be your fault..."

There was also the son's low curse, "Mom, you killed me, can you be a good person in the future and don't bring the things from the village to the city..."

Xie Xingchen came back to his senses and gave Mu Qingtong a thumbs-up with crooked eyebrows.

"That's awesome, sister. Anyone you bump into is an employee of your company."

Mu Qingtong couldn't laugh.

She looked at Xie Xingchen's dirty look and said, "Let's go, find a place to change clothes first."