Chapter 1795: Soft knife hurts talent even more

Before he finished, he was interrupted by the other party in a panic: "Randy, I'm a jerk, I'm too greedy. Your father helped me through the difficult times when I was in the most difficult time, changed my debt, and gave me back A job that allows me to support my family and rebuild for me, but I ... but I am not a thing. I am ashamed of him because I am working on my own selfishness, and I want to make more money. I am too mixed up, you ... … I can do whatever you want, and I agree, as long as you do n’t…
Do n’t tell his secret that he has been so painstakingly hiding for decades.
Mu Rongmian raised an eyebrow: "The meaning of that uncle, this ... we belong to the internal problem of our family, don't need such a big fanfare, get the teacher moving?"
"No need, no need, rest assured, I will immediately take my staff back, and I promise I will never make trouble again, promise."
"That being the case, mom ... look?" Murong Mian turned and asked Mrs. Murong.
Mrs. Murong had her hair rolled up, she was wearing a black suit, her eyes were aloof, she looked very severe, and she stared at the man with a stern eye, scaring him all over.
"Your subordinates? All of you eat Murong's meals, and our salaries are from ours. Now ... yours?"
"Sorry, sorry, madam, I was wrong, I it, please ... don't give me general insights, please." He knew that in the group, it was really Mrs. Murong who had the final say.
"Let ’s talk about it with our relatives. For the time being, don't care about you, take someone back first."
Mu Rongmian had told her, and they broke them one by one. They sang a white face and a red face. They first blocked the group of people at the gate. As soon as they got back, it was the slaughterhouse settled after the fall.
The man thought that this calamity was over. They all knew that what Mrs. Murong wanted most was to let the tide go first. If he cooperated first, it might be beneficial to turn back.
So he said again and again: "Thank you Madam, thank you Madam for not having general knowledge with me, thank you Madam, thank you,"
He hurriedly turned and hurried away with the employees involved in the strike under his department.
As soon as they left, the rest of them started to play drums.
Mu Rongmian asked them: "Well, everyone, what requirements, what conditions, or the police, you say, I have always been a good speaker, I can meet you."
He has a smile, a handsome and exquisite face, looks very non-aggressive, and will give people the illusion that this boy is better to bully.
But Mu Rongmian, who was standing next to him, looked at them with a stern expression, and was murderous.
Mrs. Murong, who was standing behind him, looked at them indifferently, and seemed to be saying, "You guys are waiting for the garbage. Your mother will clear you into the dump sooner or later."
So they started to panic, what should I do?
Should we continue or run?
Murong Mian smiled: "You have something to do with me more or less, and they are also my Murong family. Although you did this while my father was seriously ill, it was not kind, but I couldn't ignore us. Relatives, I have nothing to ask. "
His smile was warm, but the people around him looked inexplicable.
Those who just took the call and took the lead in making troubles are now worse than one.
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