Li Wujiang, who was thoroughly berated, pursed her lips tightly, remaining silent.
Truth be told, Sister Wujiang never expected that scoundrel of a son to pull off something like this.
The moment she saw the video last night, Li Wujiang knew trouble was brewing and immediately called him.
She intended to give him a severe scolding.
Instead, he turned off his phone.
Li Wujiang then called Su Nanyin.
As soon as the call connected, Li Wujiang, in an exasperated tone, blamed Su Nanyin for not stopping her scoundrel son from causing trouble.
With that attitude—
Did she still want to be the world's best mother-in-law!?
But one sentence from Su Nanyin rendered Li Wujiang speechless: "I wanted to stop him. But your son grabbed my chin, called me by my childhood nickname, and told me to call him brother."
Nonsense!
How could my son do something so outrageous after knowing who you are!?
Li Wujiang was stunned for a moment, instinctively refuting the claim.
However, despite her denial, Li Wujiang knew that in his anger, that scoundrel son was indeed capable of such a despicable act.
At this moment.
Sister Wujiang truly regretted not drowning the scoundrel in the toilet 21 years ago after giving birth.
This old mother worked tirelessly, risking everything to ensure he would have a lifetime of comfort and security.
Could he not have simply ignored the barking of those mad dogs (the thirteen influential families) and stayed in Qingyun or Lingnan, quietly enjoying his life?
Even if Lin Yifeng was bribed and went at him like a rabid dog, so what?
Once this Blackwater Forest incident passed, they could settle the score one by one.
But he, on the other hand—
Li Wujiang's thoughts were no different from those of most doting mothers.
"What, aren't you usually quite sharp-tongued?"
Seeing Li Wujiang remain silent, her eyes even darting upwards, clearly lost in thought, Director Zhao became even more furious. "Why aren't you speaking now? Are you deaf, or mute?"
Sigh.
Li Wujiang sighed, "Director Zhao, what do you want me to say? Should I run to Lingnan and chop that scoundrel into pieces with a knife?"
Director Zhao—
Certainly not!
Li Wujiang continued, "Director Zhao, you know that although my son has been naughty since childhood, his character is still quite good. He never abuses my influence to act recklessly, bully others, or, like the descendants of certain families, find all sorts of ways to make money."
This statement was not wrong.
Director Zhao subconsciously nodded, "Yes, although your brat is truly beyond redemption, I am still gratified that he never uses his power to bully others. Of course, he is a bit lustful and has always liked being around women since he was young. I remember when he was eight, he visited my home and then... humph."
Mentioning past events, Director Zhao was reluctant to continue.
Li Wujiang quickly smiled obsequiously, "See! Director Zhao, you also know that apart from his lechery, my son is an honest boy. He wouldn't do such a foolish thing unless he was pushed to the absolute brink and had nowhere else to turn."
"Your son is an honest boy?"
Director Zhao likely recalled how Li Qianfan had upset his beloved granddaughter during a New Year's visit many years ago, and his anger flared up again.
Just as he was about to slam his hand on the table, the landline rang.
Never mind.
He'd take the call first.
Faintly, Li Wujiang could hear what the person on the other end of the line was saying.
Her expression gradually darkened.
As expected.
After hanging up the phone, Director Zhao sighed softly and said solemnly to Li Wujiang, "Thirteen people, led by Shen Zhongyuan, have made a demand to you, or rather, to your Li family."
Li Wujiang asked, "What demand?"
"That you, along with Li Qianfan, on all major media outlets."
Director Zhao paused, then said in a low voice, "Issue a public apology to the thirteen people, led by Shen Zhongyuan."
Ha, haha.
Shen Zhongyuan and the others want me to take Qianfan and publicly apologize to them on all major media outlets?
Li Wujiang laughed after hearing Director Zhao.
Her face was filled with disdainful mockery!
Director Zhao's face darkened, "Li Wujiang, what is your attitude?"
Li Wujiang laughed, "I'm wondering if their heads were kicked by a donkey for them to make such a preposterous demand that makes me want to laugh my teeth out."
Before Director Zhao could say anything.
Li Wujiang continued, "Director Zhao, please arrange for those dreamers to come over to your place. I want to communicate with them face-to-face in a friendly manner to resolve this. Of course, if you're unwilling to get involved, I'll visit them directly."
Director Zhao frowned.
Li Wujiang met Director Zhao's gaze, her eyes unwavering.
On the surface, her expression was calm.
However, Director Zhao, who knew her well, could see the rage radiating from her brow, indicating she was truly furious.
She was liable to go berserk at any moment, regardless of the consequences, and cause even bigger trouble!
"Li Wujiang."
Director Zhao asked softly, "We are currently overwhelmed by the Blackwater Forest incident, and you are well aware of that, aren't you?"
Li Wujiang certainly knew.
Director Zhao continued, "Then, do you wish for things to become even more chaotic?"
Li Wujiang did not wish for that!
Only after the rage in her brow gradually subsided did Director Zhao say, "I am not forcing you to swallow your pride. I only hope that you can communicate and resolve this matter with Shen Zhongyuan and the others truly calmly. Is that request too much?"
Director Zhao's request was not excessive at all.
Li Wujiang bowed slightly.
"Sit down for a while, I'll call them over."
Director Zhao waved his hand, signaling Li Wujiang to sit down, and picked up the phone again.
After only about ten minutes, a group of people, who had been prepared, arrived at the unit.
"Let's go to the conference room."
After Secretary Xiao Liu knocked and reported that Patriarch Shen and the others had gone to the conference room, Director Zhao, who was looking at documents, said to Li Wujiang, who was sitting on the sofa playing with her phone, "Remember, you must remain calm!"
Understood—
Li Wujiang nodded obediently and, led by Xiao Liu, went first to the unit's small conference room.
Although called a small conference room, it was furnished with thirty chairs, arranged on either side of a long conference table.
Shen Zhongyuan and the others, who had just arrived, sat in a line on the east side of the conference table.
Each of them held a thermos cup in their hands, placed on the table.
When the conference room door opened and they saw Li Wujiang, they all smiled gently and nodded in greeting.
This was taste—
Truly tasteful people, even if they wanted to kill the other party, would face them with a smile!
And then there was someone's son.
Heh heh.
Truly a disgrace to his parents!!
Li Wujiang stood at the conference room door, exchanged glances with the thirteen individuals, and then a smile appeared on her face.
Xiao Niu, who had accompanied her, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Wujiang walked to the table and pulled out a chair.
Just as Xiao Niu and the others thought she was going to sit down, she suddenly kicked the chair heavily.
Crack!
The solid wood chair immediately splintered into pieces.
Xiao Niu's heart trembled.
Shen Zhongyuan and the others sprang to their feet.
Li Wujiang, however, acted as if nothing had happened and said to Xiao Niu, "This chair is broken, why didn't you replace it? Is the budget insufficient? Never mind, for the sake of Director Zhao's constant efforts for me, I will personally donate ten chairs to the unit."
The chair was clearly broken by her.
She was clearly using the act of damaging property to give Shen Zhongyuan and the others a strong warning.
Yet, she was speaking with eyes wide open and telling lies—
Shen Zhongyuan and the others' faces turned ashen.
However, they couldn't say anything casually.
This was a conference room, not their home.
After deliberately damaging the chair, Li Wujiang had also offered to pay for it, and even offered ten times the value, so what could they say?
Xiao Niu glanced at Shen Zhongyuan and the others, then quickly smiled obsequiously, "Then I'll thank Director Li on behalf of Director Zhao for your generous contribution."
"Oh, what's there to thank me for? I have more money than I can spend anyway."
Li Wujiang said carelessly, then casually pulled over another chair and sat down.
Before she finished speaking.
Director Zhao's angry voice boomed from the doorway, "Ten thousand yuan for one chair!"
Director Zhao was almost driven mad by Li Wujiang.
He had clearly held her ear and asked her to communicate and resolve the issue calmly with Shen Zhongyuan and the others.
She had agreed.
But was this how she intended to remain calm!?
"Ten thousand yuan for one chair? No problem."
Li Wujiang said nonchalantly, looking at the group opposite her, "Anyway, my son didn't spend a fortune to hire those expensive internet celebrities to act like pigs. He saved me a lot of money, which I simply can't spend."
Slamming their faces.
This was Li Wujiang directly and severely slapping Shen Zhongyuan and the others in the face.
Shen Zhongyuan and the others—
Director Zhao, enraged, strode over and struck the back of Li Wujiang's head heavily.
Although Li Wujiang was a powerful figure who could make people shiver with just a cough within the highest security echelon.
But in front of Director Zhao—
Alright, you are the boss!
After being hit on the back of the head by Director Zhao in front of everyone, Li Wujiang didn't seem to care.
She simply raised her hand, scratched the back of her head, and looked at Shen Zhongyuan.
She asked with a calm smile, "Everyone, I heard from Director Zhao. You intend to issue a public apology to my son on all major media outlets?"