"Mumu, do you think an apology can make up for the grievances I suffered last night?" Ouyang Jue directly threw the question to Lin Mumu.
Because Lin Mumu is smart when it comes to dealing with the world, and she obviously hates Zhuo Yajun.
Lin Mumu smiled without saying a word.
Zhuo Yajun was in a hurry, and actually got close to Lin Mumu:
"Mumu, you are also our Zhuo family after all, so you can help uncle."
Lin Mumu smiled: "Uncle? Mr. Zhuo, are you afraid that you have identified the wrong person? Didn't my mother, Zhuo Ning, be kicked out of the Zhuo family tree by you and not allowed to be mentioned again
Since you don't recognize my mother, why do you have the cheek to call yourself my uncle? Or, should I call my dad to confirm? "
"No, there's no need." Zhuo Yajun looked embarrassed.
He was already in a state of desperation, but luckily Ao Haijun hadn't come back from the United States, if Lin Mumu called and 'get' the devil back, he really couldn't help it.
Speaking of Lin Mumu and Yunting, Zhuo Yajun was obviously more afraid of Ao Haijun.
Because both Lin Mumu and Yun Ting must abide by the law, and Ao Haijun is a gangster, who doesn't care about the legal system at all, and has a lot of tricks behind his back, it's too easy to 'kill' someone to death.
Zhuo Yajun always felt that his son was dead because Ao Haijun killed him. Of course he didn't want Ao Haijun to point the finger at him again.
Lin Mumu didn't talk nonsense with Zhuo Yajun, and simply said to Ouyang Jue:
"If I were you, I would ask him to pay two to three million yuan in compensation. But you don't need money, you can't let yourself be angry, and you have to forgive others. Why don't I give you an idea?"
Zhuo Yajun froze for a moment, Lin Mumu was speaking for him, asking Ouyang Jue to forgive him
Ouyang Jue obviously listened to Lin Mumu's words, and nodded quickly: "Okay, Lin Mumu, tell me."
"My master taught me since I was a child that you have to empathize with your heart and empathy in everything you do. Why don't you let him make a fool of himself in front of the public, and let the newspapers expose it to experience your feelings?" Lin Mumu took a sip of tea and spoke calmly.
Zhuo Yajun's face that had just eased up immediately became stiff, and the eyes he looked at Lin Mumu were full of resentment.
Yes, how could Lin Mumu speak for him.
Ouyang Jue's eyes also brightened, and he nodded approvingly: "Lin Mumu makes sense. What does grandpa think?"
Mr. Ouyang smiled casually: "This world belongs to you young people. You can discuss and manage your young people's affairs well. I'm old now. Plant 'flowers', taste tea, take a moment to enjoy life it is good."
Subtext: My grandson is right, Zhuo Yajun, don't bother me.
Zhuo Yajun is also a character. Hearing what the old man said, he nodded in a bachelor way:
"That's all right, do as nephew Ouyang said. You have to pay a price for doing something wrong, and I, Zhuo Yajun, am not the kind of person who can't afford responsibility. Don't worry, Uncle Ouyang, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
After Zhuo Yajun finished speaking, he put down the Ganoderma lucidum gift box he brought, turned his head and left.
Lin Mumu didn't expect Zhuo Yajun to be so responsible. For this matter, she wanted to give Zhuo Yajun a thumbs up.
After this incident, Lin Mumu was still on the train back to Yanjing, as he saw from the news.
Zhuo Yajun is really good at doing things, he really reported himself, and also bumped into the elderly.
It's just that Zhuo Yajun did it more skillfully. People can see that he is an old man. His reputation has not been damaged. On the contrary, many people sympathize with him.