Chapter 510: Is She Some Very Important Person?

Rong Jun dropped to his knees with a THUD.

"Grandma!"

"As a descendant of the Rong Family, is this normally how you conduct yourself?"

Old Mrs. Rong stared expressionlessly at her grandson kneeling on the floor.

Her eyes were filled with disappointment in him.

"I’m sorry, Grandma. I was just too angry before."

’As the young master of the Xiangjiang Rong Group, where had he ever gone where he wasn’t put on a pedestal?’

’On top of that, on this trip to Beijing, he had overseen the Rong Group’s donation of a considerable amount of machinery and money.’

’Everywhere he went, people were unfailingly polite and courteous to them.’

’But that mother and daughter from the Fu family... he and his grandmother had tried to visit so many times, only to be turned away every single time.’

’And today, that woman even dared to lash out at his grandmother.’

’Does she have any idea who his grandmother is?’

’Does she know what the Rong Group means in Xiangjiang?’

’Even the leaders here were polite and courteous to his grandmother and made sure all her arrangements were handled perfectly.’

’So when Mrs. Fu acted so disrespectfully toward his grandmother, he just couldn’t hold back.’

’If she were in Xiangjiang and dared to treat his grandmother that way, he wouldn’t let her live to see the sun rise tomorrow.’

"It seems you truly haven’t recognized your mistake. Once we return to Xiangjiang, you will spend your time reflecting. Furthermore, you will no longer be in charge of our affairs here. I will send someone else to take over."

Old Mrs. Rong said nothing more.

’She truly hadn’t expected that her speaking just a moment too late would allow him to cause such a huge disaster.’

’Thinking of Fu Mingxue... Oh, well. Perhaps this was the only way.’

When Rong Jun heard his grandmother’s decision, his face fell. "Grandma—"

"Get out." Old Mrs. Rong didn’t want to look at him right now.

Rong Jun glanced at his grandmother, but seeing her utter indifference, he could only get up and leave, his face a mask of defeat.

Old Mrs. Rong watched his retreating figure, disappointment flashing in her eyes once more.

After a moment’s thought, she made a phone call.

Fu Mingxue, at this time, had no idea what had happened at her home.

She was in the middle of teaching a class!

When she finished her lecture at noon and returned to her office, just as she was preparing to go to lunch, Director Zheng arrived with two people.

"Fu Mingxue, I need to talk to you about something."

Fu Mingxue: "...?"

She glanced at the two people with him, a little confused.

"Director Zheng, what’s this about?"

’They sure know how to pick their moments.’

’She was in a hurry to get lunch!’

"Should we talk in here, or go to my office?"

Fu Mingxue thought for a moment. ’Her office is fine.’

’After all, she kept all her important documents stored in her space.’

So, she unlocked and opened the office door she had just locked.

She went in first.

Director Zheng and the two people he had brought with him followed close behind.

One of them even closed the door.

Fu Mingxue glanced at the closed door, raising an eyebrow slightly.

She coolly averted her gaze and looked toward Director Zheng, waiting for him to speak first.

Just then, Director Zheng spoke up. "Fu Mingxue, these two are comrades from the Ministry of Commerce. They’ve come today to discuss a matter with you."

The moment Fu Mingxue heard this, she had a good idea what it was about.

One of the men beside Director Zheng spoke first. "Hello, Comrade Fu Mingxue. We’ve come at the request of Ms. Qi Shuyun. She would like to arrange a meeting with you."

The other man quickly chimed in, "Comrade Fu Mingxue, this Ms. Qi is a very important figure. She has brought us not only foreign currency, but also vital light industrial equipment.

"Just this morning, Ms. Qi donated another complete clothing production line. Although the production line is second-hand, it is incredibly important to our country."

"Before Ms. Qi leaves Beijing to return to Xiangjiang, we hope that you, Comrade Fu Mingxue, will be able to meet with her."

Fu Mingxue: "...?"

’Am I some kind of VIP?’