"Never mind, I'll find a chance to persuade my wife later." Song Qiao rubbed his eyebrows, unwilling to dwell on the matter for the time being.
Before five in the afternoon, Song Qiao had finished all his factory operations ahead of schedule and rushed to his daughter's school.
As he passed by his own shop, he didn't forget to pick up two portions of stinky tofu for his daughter from his own store.
For some reason, the little girl was not interested in other snacks, but she was still thinking about the stinky tofu his family sold.
When Song Qiao arrived at the school, his daughter had just finished class and was walking out of the school gate with her classmates, led by her teacher.
Song Qiao watched his daughter with a smile, not rushing to greet her, wanting to give the little girl a surprise.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
There were clear tear stains on his daughter's eyes, indicating she had been crying recently.
He had no time to think, and was about to rush forward to ask the teacher about the situation.
To his surprise, after escorting the students to the gate, the teacher returned to the school, seemingly not noticing anything unusual with her student.
As soon as the teacher left, a chubby little boy rushed to his daughter's side and deliberately bumped into Xixi with his body.
Xixi was clearly taken aback by the boy's audacity and didn't react in time, standing there dumbfounded, not knowing whether to dodge.
"Damn it."
Song Qiao's eyes instantly turned red. He cursed under his breath and, disregarding everything, rushed across the road.
Due to the suddenness of the event, it was too late to protect his daughter. He could only watch helplessly as his daughter was violently knocked over and sat down on the ground.
The delicate Xixi was no match for the little fatty. She burst into tears as she sat on the ground, attracting the attention of many parents around.
"Chen Xiao Pang, what are you doing?"
Just as Song Qiao was about to arrive, a rather thin boy shielded Xixi and sternly reprimanded the little fatty.
"Get lost, this has nothing to do with you." The little fatty snorted coldly and swung his fist at the boy.
The size difference between them was huge. The boy was pushed to the ground by the little fatty within two moves.
"And you think you can play the hero?"
The little fatty sneered dismissively and prepared to rush forward to land a couple more kicks.
"Stop!"
Song Qiao was now truly enraged. He roared and grabbed the little fatty by the collar from behind.
No matter how strong the little fatty was, he was just a five or six-year-old child. In front of an adult like Song Qiao, he was like a chick being lifted up.
"Why did you push my daughter?"
Song Qiao, with bloodshot eyes, held him in front of him and asked word by word.
Perhaps intimidated by Song Qiao's aura, the once arrogant little fatty instantly lost his temper. He didn't answer Song Qiao's question, only struggling in mid-air.
"Let me go, let me go."
"Mom, save me."
The little fatty struggled and cried out for help with all his might.
Song Qiao frowned slightly. As an adult, he couldn't possibly beat the boy severely.
He slightly loosened his grip and put him down from mid-air.
Then, he helped his daughter and her classmate up from the ground.
"Get your parents to pick you up."
After checking that both children were unharmed, Song Qiao turned around and said to the little fatty with a cold face.
"Hmph, who do you think you are..."
The little fatty, for some reason, scoffed and was about to curse at Song Qiao.
"I told you to have your parents come and see me."
Seeing his stubbornness, Song Qiao rushed forward and grabbed him again.
"What are you doing? How dare you grab my son? Are you tired of living?"
At this moment, a voluptuously dressed middle-aged woman suddenly appeared from the crowd, rushing over with a look of panic.
"Your son deliberately pushed my daughter. You owe me an explanation."
Seeing how aggressive she was, Song Qiao did not back down at all and said with a darkened expression.
He wasn't a pushover to begin with, and now someone was bullying his daughter, and the parent was so unreasonable, which pushed him to the brink.
"Hmph, who do you think you are? My son pushed your daughter, so what can you do about it?"
The middle-aged woman scoffed carelessly and said.
"Now, immediately make your son apologize to my daughter and this child." Song Qiao pointed at the little fatty, who was hiding behind his mother, and said emotionlessly.
"On what grounds? Do you know who I am?"
The middle-aged woman was not afraid at all, raising her neck proudly.
"My husband is the deputy director of the Education Bureau. If you know what's good for you, take your daughter and get out of here quickly, otherwise, your daughter will be kicked out of this school tomorrow."
"I told you to apologize."
Song Qiao couldn't be bothered with her threats anymore. He rushed forward and grabbed the woman by the collar.
Before he could say anything more, a young man in his twenties suddenly rushed out from the crowd.
He raised his hand and slapped the woman across the face.
"Someone actually dared to touch my son. I think you're tired of living."
"In this area, I won't allow anyone to be more arrogant than me."
As he spoke, he kicked the little fatty in the stomach again, knocking him violently to the ground.
"For a brat like this, you're still reluctant to hit him. Since his parents don't know how to discipline him, we'll have to do it for them.
The man said to Song Qiao as he continued to hit the boy.
The little fatty, who was clearly pampered, had never suffered such humiliation. He cried out loudly as the man kicked him.
Before the woman could react, he grabbed her by the collar and pulled her over, questioning her.
"Your husband is the deputy director of the Education Bureau?"
"That's right, you dare to hit my son, you'll have to wait and see."
The woman, still not realizing her predicament, continued to threaten him.
"Slap."
The young man didn't waste any words. He raised his hand and slapped the woman's face again, asking coldly:
"Is this how the director of the Education Bureau educates his children?"
"Go back and tell your husband that it was I, Guo Jun, who beat up you and your son today. If he has any complaints, he can come and seek revenge from me anytime."
"Now, immediately take your son and apologize to these two children, otherwise, I will knock out all your teeth here today."
Guo Jun's words were filled with a strong threat, making the woman involuntarily shiver.
She didn't dare to resist and could only weakly concede. After making her son and Xixi apologize, they left the school dejectedly.
Song Qiao watched from the side, somewhat stunned. He hadn't expected this seemingly nonchalant young man to be so ruthless and decisive.