The old lady heard her words and smiled with narrowed eyes, "My dear, I still have an eldest son who’s not married yet. You see, your son works at the factory, and he’s with the sa company as my son. In the future, we’ll all know each other. Why don’t we find so ti for my son to et your daughter, and later on, I’ll have my son look out for your boy at the factory."
Xu Niannian’s mouth twitched.
Hu Yue raised her hand, wanting to hit soone, disrespecting the elderly.
Yang Cuihua cursed directly, "Pah! How old is your eldest son, still thinking about my girl? There’s no chance! My daughter is young and beautiful; is your son even worthy of her?"
Who was Yang Cuihua’s weak spot? It was none other than Xu Niannian.
This old hag was over sixty, and this son standing next to her already looked to be in his forties. How old would her eldest son be?
And still, she dares to fancy my daughter?
Yang Cuihua was furious.
After her scolding, the old lady seed even angrier, "You’re talking nonsense! How is my son not good enough for your daughter? I was just making a casual suggestion. I don’t think highly of your daughter anyway, looking like a flea on a horse’s hoof, obviously no good manners, and your son, just wait and see how my son teaches him a lesson. Don’t even think about staying at the Xu Family’s company."
Her words successfully angered Xu Niannian and Yang Cuihua.
Yang Cuihua rolled up her sleeves and was ready to rush over and hit the old lady.
She was held back by Xu Niannian.
"Baby Nian, let go. I’m going to kill this disrespectful old hag."
The old lady, seeing Yang Cuihua coming at her, scaredly hid behind her son.
While hiding, she kept shouting: "You dare to hit , I’ll make sure your son is kicked out of the Xu Family company tomorrow. Isn’t that right, Shuanzi?"
Shuanzi, with a tense face, was about to explain that he couldn’t do that.
But he was interrupted by a pleasant yet icy voice.
"I wasn’t aware that a re workshop director had the authority to call the shots at the Xu Family company?"
"Of course, my son can," the old lady retorted.
Xu Niannian looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and asked softly, "Can you really?"
She wouldn’t bla the old lady’s son for his mother’s actions, but if he shared the sa sentints, she wouldn’t be at fault for what would happen next.
Xu Niannian had already been worried about such abuses of power, which is why the company required HR to review reasons for any dismissal.
Xu Niannian spoke lightly, but upon hearing her, Shuanzi involuntarily shivered.
Honestly, he said, "No, the company has regulations."
"Shuanzi!" The old lady called out in displeasure.
Upon hearing that, Xu Niannian nodded silently and said no more.
But Yang Cuihua started cursing loudly. In her eyes, there wasn’t much right or wrong; if the old hag insulted her daughter, she had to insult her son, regardless of whether her son was good or bad.
"Pah! A re workshop director dares to make a fuss in front of , even thinking about promoting my son. In my own company, whoever I want gone has to go. My son and daughter are the company’s bosses. If you’re capable, let your son try to fire them, see who fires who."
Xu Niannian silently applauded in her heart—her mother was fierce.
Of course, she wouldn’t stoop to the old lady’s level and cause a scene in the car, nor would she really fire her son just because of the old lady.
Letting Yang Cuihua vent with a few curses felt good, too.
With those words, Yang Cuihua left the old lady and everyone else in the car speechless.
They all stared at Yang Cuihua with wide eyes.
The clothes on Yang Cuihua’s body were all new and high-quality, seemingly high-end, a clear step above the monotone black, white, and grey of everyone else in the car, complete with patches—an entirely different class.
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