GBP Chapter 72: Go get him! Tear up his homework!
Chapter 72: Go get him! Tear up his homework!
Chapter 72: Go get him! Tear up his homework!
"What are you muttering about?" Rong Changqing walked up behind her and helped her push the swing.
Lu Qianqian chuckled foolishly at him, trying to steer the conversation away from the topic.
Although she felt bad about the money, it was Rong Changqing's own property after all, and it had nothing to do with her, so it was better not to worry about it.
"Nothing much, the moon is just really beautiful tonight."
"Really?" Rong Changqing turned around and sat down next to her. It was a large rocking chair with a swing, and the two of them swayed together.
"It's not the fifteenth of the lunar month today, the moon isn't bright or big, what's so beautiful about it?"
"Ahem..." She was just making something up casually, but this person took it way too seriously.
"I'm going to sleep." Of the thirty-six stratagems, the best is to escape!
"Wait." Rong Changqing put his arm around her waist and pulled her back. "I have something I want to tell you."
"Then tell me." She didn't struggle, but simply lay on his arm and continued to look at the moon.
“I know about what happened to our son at school, and you handled it very well.”
Lu Qianqian waved politely, "It's my pleasure, it's my pleasure."
"I'm going on a business trip the day after tomorrow, this time for a month. I'm leaving Zhecheng in your care."
"Huh?" Lu Qianqian was a little unhappy when she heard that he was going on another business trip, and for a month at that. "That's so long."
Rong Changqing was very satisfied with her reaction and reached out to pinch her cheek: "If you don't work, how will you have money to support your wife and children?"
"..." With his current money, he could live off his family for several lifetimes. "Alright, I will definitely raise your son to be healthy and chubby."
“Jiuwan will come with me too,” Rong Changqing deliberately reminded her.
Lu Qianqian was suddenly taken aback. If Rong Changqing was number one in Rong Zhecheng's heart, then Jiuwan was definitely number two. If both of them left, she really didn't know if she could coax this little brat into throwing a tantrum.
Seeing this, Rong Changqing patted her shoulder earnestly and said, "You've worked hard."
She took a deep breath, realizing the task was too daunting.
……
The next morning, Lu Qianqian took Rong Zhecheng to school with a whiteboard and seven strips.
However, today, Baiban and Qitiao's attire resembled that of delinquent youths: tight black tops, white leggings, loafers, thick gold chains hanging from their arms, and their hair dyed in various colors with disposable dye.
Rong Zhecheng was stunned for a long time after seeing this: "What are you guys trying to do?"
Lu Qianqian hugged her as he got into the car and sat in the back seat: "I'll teach Wang Hai a lesson for you."
Rong Zhecheng suddenly realized: "So, are we going to beat him up now?"
Lu Qianqian helped him fix his hair and said earnestly, "Child, violence is not the only way to solve problems."
Rong Zhecheng didn't believe it. Who said yesterday that political power grows out of the barrel of a gun?
Bai Ban drove towards the school, but instead of following the original route, he turned and went to another street.
Rong Zhecheng couldn't understand it, but he also knew he wouldn't get anything out of it, so he simply kept quiet.
In a small alley, Bai Ban parked the car in a parking space and got out with Qi Tiao.
Lu Qianqian took out her tablet, made some adjustments, and a video appeared on the screen, which turned out to be the hidden camera on Qitiao's body.
Wang Hai passes by this place every day on his way to school, along with a group of his good buddies. The group of them skips and jumps as they walk, doing naughty things.
For example, they might bully other little girls, or trample on the flowers and plants planted by their grandparents as they passed by, having a great time.
The whiteboard appeared before Wang Hai like a fierce demon.
A second-grade child, seeing an adult dressed like that on the whiteboard, was terrified: "Uncle, uncle, what are you going to do..."
The whiteboard approached step by step, forcing him against the wall. It roared loudly and fiercely, "Hand over your homework!"
"..." Wang Hai paused for a moment, then respectfully handed over his schoolbag.
So, under everyone's watchful eyes, the whiteboard pulled out Wang Hai's homework from his schoolbag, including the letter of self-criticism, and tore it to shreds.
Although Wang Hai was a slacker, he still did his homework diligently.
Now, seeing his homework ruined, he cried in frustration.
After tearing up the homework, the whiteboard turned around and left with seven strips, leaving a group of children stunned.
Inside the car, Rong Zhecheng looked at Lu Qianqian expressionlessly: "Just tear up your homework?"
What's the use?
Lu Qianqian smiled mischievously: "You'll find out when you get to school."
After Bai Ban and Qi Tiao returned, they drove to the school. Rong Zhecheng got out of the car to go to class, while Lu Qianqian and the other two went to eat and drink somewhere.
Because of the fight yesterday, Teacher Guo requires all participants to come up on stage and read a letter of apology today.
Wang Hai cried and said, "Teacher, on my way to school, I encountered two 'gangsters,' they..."
Teacher Guo was startled: "They hit you?"
Wang Hai shook his head: "They tore up my homework and made me write a self-criticism."
Teacher Guo: "..."
Fearing that Teacher Guo wouldn't believe him, Wang Hai pointed to several of his friends and said, "Teacher Guo, ask them; they're with me."
The students whose names were called nodded in agreement.
Teacher Guo felt a headache coming on and asked weakly, "So, out of all these people, only yours was being torn apart?"
Wang Hai nodded reluctantly: "Those two were obviously after me, they're so awful."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Teacher Guo slammed her hand on the podium in anger, making a loud noise. "Wang Hai, I'm so disappointed in you. Get out of here!"
Wang Hai was completely stunned, and burst into tears, feeling wronged: "This is true..."
"Get out of here! You're using this excuse instead of writing a self-criticism. Call your parents here before school ends!"
Upon seeing this, Rong Zhecheng suddenly realized that it was a case of using someone else to do the dirty work!
……
The controversy surrounding Peng's soy sauce continues to escalate, with the inspection report now available and posted online.
The inspection proved that all the soy sauce produced in Peng's factory was up to standard, but expired soy sauce was found in the warehouse, which did not match the date on the label.
Furthermore, the warehouse contained a large number of unused pirated trademarks used to modify expired soy sauce.
The inspection authorities immediately arrested the warehouse manager, the area manager, the chairman of the Peng Group, and the president of the Peng Group.
Peng Xiu'e had only recently taken office, so no arrests were made. However, she remained under her control and was not allowed to leave Qingcheng or even go abroad.
"The Peng family has really gotten themselves into trouble this time." After reading the news, Bai Ban remarked with emotion, "It's obvious that the people in the small warehouses are profiting by not disposing of the expired soy sauce they recalled, but instead relabeling it and reselling it to make pure profit. Tsk tsk tsk, it's true what they say, you can guard against anything, but it's hard to guard against a thief within your own ranks."
“If something goes wrong at the bottom, the top will certainly bear joint responsibility. If they know it, they are accomplices; if they don’t know it, they also bear responsibility for inadequate supervision,” Qi Tiao said. “Moreover, many users who have consumed the soy sauce are now cursing Peng’s online. Some people have even gone to Peng’s gate to make trouble and demand compensation. Some people are even suffering from severe abdominal pain, all saying it’s because of Peng’s soy sauce.”
Peng's soy sauce is a national brand, used in almost every household. With such a large user base, the pressure from public opinion is even greater.