Mimon House is having a meeting in the conference room. The large LCD screen on the wall shows the comparison of the price and performance of several new energy vehicle batteries, and Mu Rongheng explains these data in front of the screen and shows the test data of the battery he has developed.

"If that's the case, I think this tender will still be able to beat ......the cars of the Cang's Group," Mi Menglou said with a soothing expression.

The director of the factory was about to speak, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and Xing Chuntie appeared at the door with a blushing face.

Mi Menglou frowned and ignored her. This woman doesn't stay in the United States, why doesn't she say hello and suddenly comes back?

As if no one was beside her, she found a chair and sat down, staring at Mimon with resentful eyes.

Her presence had a noticeable effect on the mood of the others, and all of them could see her eyes that seemed to be murderous. The atmosphere in the conference room became nondescript.

"Dr. Mu, it's so hard for you, I wanted to treat you well after today's meeting, but it seems that I can only reschedule. The meeting will be dismissed today, if you have any comments, you can send the documents directly to my mailbox. Although there were still many issues in the meeting that had not had time to be discussed, Mi Menglou had no mind to continue, and found an opportunity to announce the dismissal of the meeting.

The participating employees left the conference room one after another. Mu Rongheng glanced at the woman who broke in. Judging from her age, she is likely to be Mi Menglou's wife, her facial muscles have slackened due to age, her hair is dyed golden, and her temperament looks a little tacky.

Mu Rongheng's test work in the factory has been completed, and the mood that was originally relaxed was a little depressed by this woman. He packed up his things and hurried away.

The Secretary-General, who was the last to leave, consciously closed the door and beat his chest nervously. An employee of the factory had never seen Xingchun before, so he was very curious, so he walked up to her and quietly asked, "Is Cang Dong a strict wife?" ”

She quickly put her finger to her mouth and motioned for him not to speak, as if she was afraid of being heard by the two in the conference room.

Before she could remove her fingers from her mouth, there was a rumbling noise in the conference room, and the Secretary-General couldn't help but shrink his neck and quickly evacuate with the employee.

Xingchun lifted the stool and smashed it directly on the table, shaking the laptop in front of Mi Menglou to the ground.

"You thing, you dare to steal while the old lady is not there!" She scolded angrily.

Mimonlou was stabbed in the ears by these sounds and closed his eyes.

If it was usual, in front of everyone, in order to calm things down, he always accompanied the smiling face to ask for peace, but this time, as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered the lonely Gu Yu, and his father's loving nature made him unwilling to compromise anymore.

"This is the company, don't play this trick, are others embarrassed to see it?!" He scolded coldly.

"If you're afraid of losing face, don't do such a shameless thing! I think my mother is old, isn't it? Make a junior and want to get rid of the old lady, don't you?! If you don't go home every day, are you with Xiao San?! How many other things have you done behind your mother's back?! Xingchun still didn't understand his hatred, and picked up his arm and swept his computer to the ground.

Hearing the clanging sound, Mimon glanced at the smashed laptop on the ground, stood up abruptly and shouted, "Enough! That's all I have, what's wrong with you! When he finished speaking, he glared at her in disgust and strode away.

This woman, she arranged her to live an easy life in the United States, why is she so restless, she has to secretly run back and make a big noise?!

Xingchun had never seen him so fierce, but he felt that his eyes shot into his heart like ice, his legs were weak, he sat down on the chair, and cried.

To be honest, she didn't want to provoke him, but she didn't know why she was always panicked and annoyed in her heart, and the more panic and anger she had, the more it backfired. She thought that this time the handle was enough to dismount him, but she didn't expect his waist to be so hard and didn't take his noise seriously.