Chapter 107: Doing Something

86_86624 Actually, although Mo Feifei learned some grappling skills from Mo Rufeng, he didn't have enough strength after all, and although Liu Dashao's fingers were slightly swollen, it was fine.

He walked out of the classroom and sat in a corner of the kindergarten. Blood flowed from the wound on his face and down his cheeks. I don't know how long later, a passing teacher found him, couldn't bear it, took him to the infirmary, asked Mo Feifei for Mo Rufeng's phone number, and called him to tell him.

When Mo Rufeng arrived at the kindergarten, the principal had just returned. She had already dealt with Liu Dashao's injury and sent him home, and after being reminded by other teachers, she remembered that there was another child who was injured at the same time, and she couldn't help but feel worried. It's not that I'm afraid of how serious the child's injury is, but this kind of child fights between each other, and nothing can happen, but I'm afraid that the parents will not forgive, after all, after people send the child to the kindergarten, the kindergarten will be responsible for guardianship. If the child's parents are powerful and powerful, it will be even more troublesome.

But when she saw Mo Rufeng, her heart was calm.

Although the man was dressed fairly cleanly, the clothes were very old, washed and white, and a pair of leather shoes on his feet were worn out of shape and covered with a layer of dust. His face, in particular, was tanned by the sun, and sweat was dripping down. This kind of parent, at first glance, is the lowest level of the society's manual laborers, they have no money, no power, lack of knowledge, easy to deal with!

"You're the parent of a child who fights, right? How do you educate your children! No matter how busy you are, you have to find time to educate your children, right? She shouted at Mo Rufeng. Seeing Mo Rufeng humbly bowing her head and listening, with a smile on her face, she felt more confident in her heart, and then said: "Liu Yingjun is injured, and it cost five thousand just to check!" Cut, five thousand, not including medicine and nursing fees! Fortunately, Liu Yingjun's father is magnanimous and says that he won't ask you for a penny of medical expenses! Otherwise, I don't think you will be able to save 5,000 yuan in the past few months! ”

"I'm sorry, the child is not sensible!" Mo Rufeng said, his speed of speech was very fast, and he obviously showed an anxious expression, after all, he hadn't seen what the illegal injury had become.

"As a teacher, I have to remind you that your child has violent tendencies, and if you don't take care of it well, beware that you will become a street gangster when you grow up!" The principal continued.

"Thank you for the reminder, but my kids won't be street gangsters! Now I'm going to see the kids first, okay? ”

The headmaster was suddenly furious, for she noticed that the tone of the tattered and down-to-earth man in front of her had suddenly changed, no longer that of humility, but on the contrary, his tone was cold and had an unquestionable majesty.

In this kindergarten, no one dared to speak in such a tone! She looked angrily into the man's eyes, but her heart couldn't help but jump suddenly. The moment she made eye contact with the man, she seemed to see a lion beating in his pupils.

She involuntarily replied, "Okay, look at the children first!" ”

In the infirmary, the school doctor had just finished disinfecting Feifei's wound with alcohol and was preparing to bandage it. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and took the tweezers from his hand. Before he could speak, a voice sounded in his ears: "If you have iodine wine, it will work better with iodine wine!" ”

Mo Rufeng changed a cotton ball, dipped it in iodine wine, and carefully disinfected the illegal wound. It was only at this time that tears overflowed from the illegal eyes, and big drops rolled down.

"It's not a strong kid! The ancients said that the poor and strong will not fall into the clouds. What is this injury? What is this grievance? He said gently, "It's all skin trauma, and it will get better soon, but we have to go to the hospital for tetanus shots now!" ”

He picked up Fei Fei, nodded slightly to the dean, and walked towards the door.

"A poor migrant worker, what a spirit!" The dean spat at the back of the walking away.

The back seemed to pause, and the principal's heart jumped suddenly for no reason, and she lowered her voice and said, "Fortunately, she didn't trouble us!" The ambition of the clouds, cut! ”

In the evening, Fei Fei told Mo Rufeng about the fight in the kindergarten, and then asked: "Dad, why do other people's families have cars, but ours don't?" ”

Mo Rufeng's heart was sour.

Over the years, his mind has not been on how to make money, and his family's financial situation has deteriorated.

Zhuang Xiaoyue works in the company, although she belongs to the white-collar class, she has hardly taken money home, even if she has some money left over in addition to living expenses, he can't force a woman to pay money.

In this increasingly materialistic society, he himself has become accustomed to the teasing and staring eyes of others, but he did not expect that in the world of children, there is also discrimination in this regard.

But he is not without opportunities to make money.

Xu Wanming, the chairman of Zhuang Xiaoyue's company, once visited him and hired him with an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, but he refused. This decision caused him to lose a desperate opportunity to improve his family's economic conditions, and also led to tension in his relationship with Zhuang Xiaoyue.

Later, Zhuang Xiaoyue recommended Mo Huaiwen to Xu Wanming, and Mo Huaiwen readily agreed and entered the company, and it is said that Mo Huaiwen is very appreciated by the company's senior management.

Mo Rufeng was still unhappy with Mo Huaiwen's inauguration.

Because Zhuang Xiaoyue's company is a security company, which trains security guards and bodyguards and then provides them to other units and private individuals, the company urgently needs to coach people who are proficient in martial arts, fighting, and shooting.

Zhuang Xiaoyue knew that Mo Rufeng had been a soldier, so she recommended him to Xu Wanming.

"Not everyone who has been a soldier is a master, I have always been engaged in logistics in the army, to put it bluntly, I cooked in the cooking class and raised pigs for a period of time!" Mo Rufeng said to Zhuang Xiaoyue, "If your company needs to carry out breeding business, I can consider it!" ”

He thought that although the salary was good, it was very unsuitable for him, and his skills came from the army, even if he learned from the veterans of the forest, it was indirectly from the army.

This skill should be used to defend the country, and of course, it can also be used for self-defense.

But it must not be used to make money.

Later, Xu Wanming invited twice, the first time he added another article on the basis of the original salary, providing a three-bedroom and two-hall house, and the second time he added a special car and driver, and the position was the director of training.

Even, when Zhuang Xiaoyue got up to go to the bathroom, Xu Wanming whispered mysteriously: "I have chosen a full-time secretary for you!" Absolutely open and beautiful! ”

His expression seemed to imply something, but he didn't say anything.

At that moment, Mo Rufeng became more and more determined in his thoughts, and he resolutely but politely refused.

He understands a security company's thirst for high-level coaches, but he doesn't understand why Xu Wanming offers him such generous conditions. He has never seen his own skills, and Zhuang Xiaoyue has never seen it, why does he believe Zhuang Xiaoyue's words?

There are many traps in this world, but as long as you are not greedy, you will not fall