Let you participate in a variety show, how can you become a working emperor?

Chapter 89 Then Call Me Pompous (55)

As soon as these words come out,

The man was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Mei Feng.

Mei Feng stared at him unceremoniously.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, blushing as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of how to refute for a while.

At this age, he has to support his family, even if he is a little more respectable, but how dare he slap his swollen face and pretend to be a fat man on the spot, saying "I will take care of you" and then throw out a lot of money.

That's right to hit Mei Feng's face.

just go home,
I'm afraid I will also be slapped in the face by my wife.

So he could only give Mei Feng an angry look, squeezed his way out of the crowd and left.

Lao Chen, who was busy at the booth, seemed to have noticed this too, and couldn't help but look up at Mei Feng, and slightly twitched the corners of his mouth to show a smile, as if to express his gratitude to Mei Feng for his righteous words.

Mei Feng also nodded with a smile.

This world is always like this. People live so comfortably that they think that everyone is as comfortable as they are. They don’t know that even if the little people living at the bottom are fighting for justice today, they have to think about tomorrow’s daily necessities in advance.

Some people think that Lao Chen's way of seeking justice is exaggerated, but they don't know that not everyone has a channel to speak out when they are treated unfairly, and many people swallow it after swallowing it.

It's like Lao Chen who has a limped leg. Since he was misdiagnosed and limped a leg in his life, he must have suffered more than this loss and neglected this time in his life.

The day passed just like that.

As a low-level craftsman, he lives like wood and stone.

But this time it was about his kids.

as a father,

He can't stand it!
So even if others said that his way of pulling his sick wife to the school gate with a flatbed cart to ask for an explanation was too exaggerated, he didn't intend to refute at all.

Just take me for an exaggeration.

Even if he booed a few times, he would not complain.

As long as it gets attention.

Because this time he,
Don't want to be silent.

The time soon approached the end of school at noon. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a few people suddenly squeezed in from the crowd of onlookers.

A slightly fat woman of medium height, about 40 years old, wearing a mink coat, with short red hair that has been permed and dyed, simple and neat hairstyle, thick and curved eyebrows on her face, sharp and fierce eyes.

She held a helpless young male teacher with glasses in her hands, and as soon as she came in, she pointed at the nose of Lao Chen, who was working hard, and scolded, "What are you?! A beggar holding banners in the sun all day long! What are you doing to stir up trouble?!"

After scolding, she turned to the young male teacher and said in Mandarin, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that I'm unreasonable, it is! It's our family's fault to scald his son with boiling water! But haven't we already compensated his medical expenses? The school has also criticized and dealt with it. This street boy is still holding banners at the door all day. Do you know that this has a great psychological impact on my daughter?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman said again as if threatening, "Don't blame me for not telling you, our Jiaojiao suffered from depression when she was in the second year of junior high school, your school should deal with this matter quickly, if it is not handled properly and causes my daughter to commit suicide, then your school will not be able to get rid of it."

When she said this, the middle-aged woman's daughter was following her mother, wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, lowering her head and holding her mobile phone in both hands, playing with her hands. Her long hair fell in front of her face, blocking her face from being seen clearly.

He seemed to turn a deaf ear to everything around him.

From start to finish,

Never looked up.

The young male teacher obviously just started working not long ago, so he doesn't even have rich teaching experience, let alone dealing with such disputes between parents.

He could only appease the middle-aged woman who looked like a fighting cock with a face full of helplessness, and then walked up with some embarrassment to talk to Lao Chen and Si Ni, and asked everyone to give up a few steps.

Unexpectedly, before the young teacher arrived, Old Chen raised his head, and now his cloudy and dim eyes were staring at the young male teacher calmly and brightly. He asked first, "Mr. Zhang, I set up a stall at the school gate a few days ago, and you contacted the city management to drive me away. Now I move here with my wife to set up a stall, so it won't hinder the school traffic."

"Ah, it's not a hindrance." Teacher Zhang waved his hand, and whispered in a somewhat embarrassed voice, "It's just that the influence is not very good. The school leaders are also urging me to coordinate as soon as possible. To me, it's just a small conflict between students. It's inevitable that adolescent children will have some problems."

When Lao Chen heard this, he suddenly laughed, with a tired and bitter smile, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhang has no children."

Teacher Zhang was taken aback when he heard the words, and said to himself that I am still a magician with manual transmission, what kind of child did I come from.

"Now my child is lying in the hospital with deep second-degree burns." Old Chen's tone suddenly became a little low. "The doctor told me that if the recovery is not good, scar hyperplasia will be left on the hands and face."

"You asked me to take a step back, but I just want them to apologize, seriously apologize to the child, is it that difficult?"

Hearing this, the young male teacher was also a little stuck, and couldn't say anything about He Xini.

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she immediately snarled again. She jumped up and pointed at Old Chen's nose, and her saliva flew all over the place.

But it has nothing to do with her. This woman is not easy to provoke, and no one will talk about it at this time.

Mei Feng couldn't help frowning deeply.

At this time, there was a sudden ding in his mind, followed by the familiar mechanical prompt sound from the system.

[Trigger a random task: Little People's Counterattack]

[Mission Description: Fight for the dignity of the neglected low-level craftsmen]

[Task Reward: Random]

[Random missions have no mandatory requirements, there will be no punishment if you give up, and unexpected surprises when you complete them]

[Accept or give up? 】

Without the slightest hesitation, Mei Feng decisively chose to accept.

In the next second, taking advantage of the middle-aged shrew who was teasing Old Chen, Mei Feng quietly approached the female high school student who was following behind while playing with her mobile phone with her head bowed, and glanced sideways at the other party's mobile phone screen, which was scrolling through Weibo.

Looking carefully, it seems that he is still a fan of Wang Le among the happy boys.

"Coincidentally, you are also a fan of Wang Le." Mei Feng said suddenly.

"What about you?"

The girl subconsciously slaps people.

But when he turned his head, he saw a dazzlingly handsome face. He couldn't help lowering his voice and nodded.

"Well, are you also a fan of Wang Le?"

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet Lele's fans here."

Mei Feng was almost done, and pointed to Lao Chen who was facing the middle-aged woman's cynicism involving children, and then suddenly stood up with a cane between his hands and did not give in to confront him.

"Are not you afraid?"

The girl glanced up, then continued to lower her head and continue to swipe her mobile phone to send super chat, she seemed to be quite active in the super chat fan group.

He said without hesitation:

"What are you afraid of? He doesn't dare to do anything to me."

The corner of Mei Feng's mouth twitched.

Although I wanted to give her a big mouth, but considering that my mobile phone was still shooting, I forcibly held back and continued to ask:
"Really? I don't believe it."

"Why do you say that?"

　Today is still 4+1.

　　Daga see you tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)