1800 It hurts more to stab someone with a soft knife
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the other party in a panic. " " Randy, I’m a bastard. I was too greedy. Your father helped me through my most difficult times, helped me exchange my debts, gave me a job, let me support my family, and gave me a new life, but I ... But I’m not a thing. I let him down because of my own selfishness. I wanted to make more money. I was too much of a bastard. You ... You can punish me however you want. I’ll accept it all, as long as you don't ..."
Murong Mian raised an eyebrow. " So, uncle, you mean ... This is an internal problem between us. We don't need to make such a big fuss? "
" No need, no need. Don't worry, I’ll bring my employees back immediately. I promise I won’t cause any trouble again. I promise. "
"In that case, mom ... What do you think? " Murong Mian turned around and asked Madam Murong.
Madam Murong's hair was tied up. She was dressed in a black suit. Her eyes were cold and she looked very stern. She stared at the man, causing him to shiver in fear.
"Your subordinate? All of you are eating the food of the Murong family and our salary is paid by our family. Now ... Your people?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Madam. I was wrong. I deserve to die. Please ... Don't lower yourself to my level. I beg you." He knew that in the company, the one who had the final say was still Madam Murong.
"Since we're relatives, I won't be calculative with you for the time being. Take her back first."
Murong Mian had told her to take them down one by one. One of them would play the good cop, and the other would play the good cop. They would first disperse the group of people blocking the entrance. After they got back, it would be the slaughterhouse where they would settle the score.
When that person heard this, he thought that he had passed his tribulation. They all knew that Madam Murong wanted the crowd to disperse first. If he was the first to cooperate, it might be beneficial later.
"Thank you, Madam. Thank you for not stoop to my level. Thank you, Madam. Thank you," he said.
He hurriedly turned around and left with the staff in his department who had participated in the strike.
As soon as they left, the hearts of the remaining people began to pound.
Murong Mian asked them,"what about you guys? what are your requests? what are your conditions? call the police? just tell me. I've always been an easy person to talk to. I'll satisfy any of your requests."
He had a smile on his handsome and delicate face, which made him look very unaggressive. It would give people the illusion that this kid was easy to bully.
However, Murong Mian, who was standing beside him, glared at those people with a cold expression and a murderous aura.
Madam Murong, who was standing behind him, looked at them coldly, as if to say: You bunch of trash, just you wait. I'll clean you up to the garbage dump sooner or later.
Hence, they started to panic. What should they do?
Should he continue, or should he run?
Murong Mian smiled."All of you are more or less related to me, so you can be considered as part of the Murong family. Even though it's not very kind of you to do this when my father was seriously ill, I can't ignore our family relationship. If you have any requests, just tell me."
His smile was warm, but the people around him felt their hearts tighten.
Those who had just picked up the phone and started the trouble were all in a bad mood.
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