Lu Xiuche was stunned, hey, Qingsi called Yue Tingfeng's father uncle, then... they are not brothers and sisters, but... cousins!
Uh, no, no, right now, it’s not about whether the expression girl or the real brother and sister, the main thing now is to deal with the banker’s parents in front of me.
When Zhuang's mother was talking just now, she bent down to help her son, who couldn't hold himself up any longer. This gave Qingsi a chance to grab the phone.
Zhuang's mother pushed Qingsi away and grabbed the phone: "Why are you and the little girl so rude? How did your parents teach you?"
Qingsi stumbled backwards as she was pushed, and almost fell down. Yue Tingfeng had quick eyes and quick hands to pull Qingsi back.
He covered Qingsi behind his back, raised his head and glared at Zhuang's mother: "You keep saying that others are uneducated, but you are. You are so old, and you are still fighting with a little girl. How shameless are you? You love preaching so much, why don't you keep it and go home? Teach your son well, let me see what you can teach your son to be like?"
On the phone, Xia Anlan's face darkened immediately when she heard Yue Tingfeng's words.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became very solemn. Everyone sitting there lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
"You... you..." Zhuang's mother's facial features were twisted with anger. She had always tried to maintain a noble and elegant posture. She usually became less angry if she could not be angry, but today she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "You heard me, What did your son just say? This is the son of your family. How is it different from the gangsters on the street? As parents, how do you discipline him? If you don't care, I will teach him a lesson on your behalf today. "
After hearing this, Xia Anlan said calmly: "No need to shout so hysterically, I can hear you even if I don't have a deaf ear."
Zhuang's mother almost choked at these words. What kind of family is this? "Then how do you plan to teach your son a lesson?"
Xia Anlan tapped the table with her hand: "I can educate my son myself, so you don't have to worry about it. Besides, I always feel that my son's education is very, very successful. I have no doubt about it. I also always believe that the children I teach will never do anything wrong, no matter if they hit someone or do something extreme, everything happens for a reason."
Xia Anlan had already said it very tactfully in the conference room because of the situation. If he were in another place, he would have said directly: If you hit him, hit him. That's because your son deserves to be beaten. If you scold him, then scold him. That's because your son deserves to be scolded. If you come to me if you have a problem, I won't solve it for you anyway. It's impossible for me to teach my son a lesson.
But even if he said it to the crowd, it was obvious right away that no one in the room was a fool.
Zhuang's mother's nose turned crooked when she heard this: "Oh, you mean this matter is my fault?"
Xia Anlan said seriously: "Of course it's your fault. Could it be that he is still my son?"
"I don't think there's anything wrong with my son. His friend was bullied, so he stood up for his friend and stood up for him. This is his righteousness. As a boy, righteousness is what he wants. If he watched helplessly, he wouldn't say a word. If he didn’t say it, then I would have reprimanded him if I knew. What is a friend? When there are difficulties, he stands up and faces them together. He is very good. I don’t think there is anything wrong here. What he does shows that I The education was very successful.”