Chapter 513: Old Mrs. Rong is Angry

Fu Mingxue had no idea that her reputation was once again on the rise.

Stories about her were spreading like wildfire.

At that moment, she was returning to her office.

Just then, Director Zheng happened to be coming out.

He was quite surprised to see Fu Mingxue back.

"Fu Mingxue, why are you back?"

Fu Mingxue said bluntly, "I had a bit of a disagreement with that bastard, so I came back."

Director Zheng: ...?

"This might have some repercussions, and I’m sorry about that. To show my sincerity, I’ve decided to develop a new type of textile equipment as compensation. But if you want me to see that grandmother and grandson from the Rong Family again, you can forget it. I won’t go."

’It’s just a piece of equipment, isn’t it?’

’I can do it too.’

’I’ll just look through the system’s files tonight.’

Director Zheng: ...?

"Wait, you can handle textile equipment too?"

"What’s so hard about it? Give me one month," Fu Mingxue boasted.

Director Zheng: ...?

Fu Mingxue didn’t say any more. After all, actions spoke louder than words.

If she said she could do it, she absolutely could.

’Could this stuff—really be harder than developing a new fighter jet engine?’

She had the ultimate ace up her sleeve: the comprehensive collection of professional books in her system.

’As long as she was willing to spend the money and the time—a new textile machine really wouldn’t be difficult at all.’

At this point, Director Zheng spoke up. "There’s no need for that. I’ll talk to them. You don’t have to worry about this. Anyway, if you don’t want to see them, then we won’t see them."

Anyone could be wronged, but not Fu Mingxue. She was their precious treasure, after all.

As for the Ministry of Commerce’s affairs—that had nothing to do with him.

Fu Mingxue didn’t say more. She went straight back to her office—

True to her word, she immediately started browsing the book categories in her system.

And what do you know, she actually found it—

Meanwhile, Director Zheng also returned to his own office.

It was the first time he had ever seen Fu Mingxue so angry.

Naturally, he had to get to the bottom of things immediately.

Besides, the people from the Ministry of Commerce were bound to ask about it. He had to make the first move—to go question them about what had happened.

Rong Jun’s car stopped in front of the hotel.

Only then did he start to wonder how he was going to explain this to his grandmother.

After all, he was the one who had angered her and made her leave.

Still, he had to face the music sooner or later.

No matter what, he still had to face his grandmother.

He took a deep breath and got out of the car.

Inside, Old Mrs. Rong had been waiting the whole time.

With her were Director Li from the Ministry of Commerce and several other officials.

Rong Jun walked in at that very moment.

When Old Mrs. Rong saw him, she instinctively looked behind him.

"Where is she? Why is it just you? You couldn’t find her?"

Rong Jun said meekly, "Grandma, she... she wouldn’t come. She said we should stop bothering her—"

As soon as Old Mrs. Rong heard this, she looked at him.

Then she noticed a small scrape on his face.

She was startled at first and was just about to ask what had happened to his face.

But then, a thought struck her.

Her expression darkened. "Did you say something you shouldn’t have again?"

Rong Jun was alarmed. "Grandma, I didn’t say anything I wasn’t supposed to. I just said we might be cousins, and that Fu Mingxue called me a good-for-nothing."

"Grandma, I swear I didn’t say anything else! Who knew she had such a violent temper? She starts cursing at the slightest disagreement, and she even hit me! If you don’t believe me, you can ask the driver—"

’He’d never met such a violent woman in his entire life.’

’How could that woman bring herself to hit a face like his?’

’Hmph. It’s a good thing he doesn’t hit women.’

’Otherwise, he would have returned that shoulder throw with one of his own.’