Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 898 Help Her Block It
Meng Lan bit her lips tightly, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Just when she was at a loss, Feng Mu suddenly stepped forward, snatched the camera from the hands of the paparazzi, and then fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

"what!"

The paparazzi stood there in a daze on the spot, seeing the shattered glasses, a look of despair appeared in his eyes.

"Oh, my camera. This is the company's treasure. If it breaks, I will lose half a year's salary."

The paparazzi squatted on the ground, crying in despair.

But there was no pity in Feng Mu's eyes, he looked at the paparazzi coldly, and his tone was full of coldness, "If anyone dares to take pictures without authorization, he will end up just like him!"

After the words fell, no one dared to speak more at the scene.

The paparazzi who were booing were covering their cameras, and no one dared to step forward.

After all, the person who spoke was Feng Mu.

This stomping can frighten everyone in Haicheng, who dares to offend easily!
Feng Mu stepped forward, and when he looked at Meng Lan's helpless appearance, there was a touch of pain in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid." Feng Mu stretched out his arms and hugged her shoulders tightly, his deep voice was full of strength, "You can go in boldly, I will back you up."

Meng Lan pursed her lips tightly, and when she heard his words, her heart seemed to be watered by warm currents.

She knew that as long as Feng Mu was around, she could do anything.

She didn't even know where this feeling of solidity came from.

……

Meng Lan walked into the ward, stretched out her hand and opened the door.

Chen Dazhuang's wife just woke up, her face was extremely pale, she rested with her back against the head of the bed.

She only raised her head when she heard the sound of the door opening, and when she saw Meng Lan, a look of excitement appeared in her eyes.

"woke up?"

Meng Lan walked to her bed, lowered her eyes, and looked at her seriously, "I heard from them that you are called Aunt Fat, so I will call you Aunt Fat too."

The fat aunt pursed her lips tightly, but did not speak.

Meng Lan's eyes became more serious, and her tone was deliberately accentuated, "Aren't you going to give an explanation? Why are you deliberately discrediting the Xiang Group in front of the media?"

"I deliberately discredited?"

The fat aunt seemed to hear some joke, and her tone became more and more excited, "Don't think that you saved me, I will forgive you, I didn't frame you at all, my husband's death is because you have something to do with it No relation."

"Everything needs a proof, just talking about it is slander!" Meng Lan reminded coldly.

"Well, you don't believe it, do you?"

The fat aunt took out a mobile phone from the bed, flipped to a surveillance video, and threw it forcefully in front of Menglan, "Open your eyes and take a closer look, this is the evidence."

"When my husband had the accident, he happened to be on the night shift. Originally, he was alone guarding the machine, but at one o'clock in the morning, he suddenly had a quarrel with a colleague in the factory."

Listening to Aunt Fat's words, Meng Lan lowered her eyes and stared at the monitor on her mobile phone.

Sure enough, Chen Dazhuang had a quarrel with a male colleague an hour before the incident.

Maybe it was because the quarrel between the two was too intense, but the male colleague said harsh words to Chen Dazhuang in a fit of anger, "You are a piece of trash, and it is the company's choice to fire you. If you don't obediently obey, then don't blame me for not leaving you." Be kind!"

After speaking, the male colleague turned and left.

It is because of this sentence that the tragedy started.

After the quarrel, Chen Dazhuang was locked in the warehouse for almost an hour because of an accident due to poison gas leakage.

After understanding the situation clearly, Xiang Wan's face was heavy, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the fat aunt again.

So, her voice softened a bit, "Whether Mr. Chen's death was an accident or murder, our company will investigate and give you a satisfactory answer, but please be more rational, after all, this matter has nothing to do with the company." relation……"

"boom!"

The fat aunt couldn't hold back her anger anymore, she raised her hand and slammed it heavily on the table.

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with you? Are you accusing me of framing you?" Aunt Fat was emotional and yelled at her hysterically, "Don't think I can't catch you, I've investigated everything, it's this male colleague Deliberately imprisoned my husband in the warehouse, causing him to be poisoned and passed away."

"And this male colleague is the supervisor assigned by your company. The reason why I have a dispute with my husband is because the group of people at your leadership level dislike my husband's slow work and want to fire him."

The fat aunt cried more and more, "And my silly husband, who only wanted to make money, was fired because he was not convinced, so he quarreled with the supervisor. Unexpectedly, the supervisor directly became murderous, woo woo , commit crimes!"

Hearing Aunt Fat's words, Meng Lan froze in place, with a look of astonishment in her eyes.

How did that happen?

Their leadership level didn't make any decision on Chen Dazhuang's resignation at all. In other words, they didn't know Chen Dazhuang at all.

Who is playing tricks behind the scenes?

"I blame you, I blame you!" The fat aunt had cried enough, she raised her eyes and stared at Menglan viciously, and was about to rush towards her, "Unscrupulous companies, unscrupulous leaders, if it weren't for you, How could my husband die, you pay for it!"

After saying that, the fat aunt stood up from the bed, picked up the vase at the side, and threw it at Menglan's body.

Meng Lan didn't avoid it for a while, panic appeared in her eyes.

Seeing that the vase was about to fall towards her, she bit her lip tightly and closed her eyes forcefully.

Just when Menglan was about to bear the pain, suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of her, blocking her
"boom!"

All I could hear was the sound of the vase being smashed.

"Hmm!" The man leaned against her ear and groaned in pain.

Meng Lan was really taken aback, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch his back, and when she touched a hand of blood, she was so frightened that she trembled all over.

After a while, she managed to find her voice, "Feng Mu, how are you doing, don't scare me."

"I'm fine...it's fine." Feng Mu's tone was comforting, "Hey, don't be nervous, I won't let you get hurt if I'm here."

Even though he said that, because of the pain, there was already a layer of sweat on his forehead.

For some reason, when she heard his voice, Meng Lan's heart felt like being pricked by a needle, and tears fell down her cheeks.

"Doctor, doctor!"

Meng Lan rang the call bell on the bedside, as if grasping at straws.

Fortunately, after a while, the doctor came over with a small bicycle and took Feng Mu out to bandage him.

(End of this chapter)