After being the pampered young lady of the Lu family for seventeen years, she discovered she was actually a fake heiress. Meng Anran decisively cut ties with the Lu family and returned to the finan...
Chapter 59 Kneel down and kowtow to my brother to apologize
Being helped to sit down slowly, Meng Yushu looked up at his decisive sister. His body was in pain, but his heart was warm.
He had never seen his sister angry before. This time, in order to vent his anger, she beat Chen Pingwei up without saying a word, which showed that his sister cared about him a little.
Lin Mi quickly sent the contact information of Mr. Chen of Jetta to Meng Anran. On one side was a shareholder and on the other side was the investor. He was stuck in the middle and had no say. In the end, he had to pay the medical expenses out of his own pocket.
After receiving the phone number sent by Lin Mi, Meng Anran dialed it.
It rang for a long time until it disconnected.
Meng Anran dialed again, but still couldn't get through.
Okay, it’s just right not to answer. It means that the Chen family has no intention of supporting Chen Pingwei, so there is no need for her to be polite.
"Zhizhi, don't be too harsh. At least leave him half."
Leaving half means that one arm and one leg will be useless.
"How dare you! I'm the prince of Jetta Magazine!" Chen Pingwei curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, still trying to be tough.
The stick spun in Liuzhi's hand, the breeze ruffling her short hair. She smiled carefreely, "The son of a small magazine owner dares to call himself the Crown Prince? Then I must at least be the Grand Empress Dowager!"
This kid is probably a frog in the well. The Chen family may be considered one of the wealthier families among ordinary families, and he is also what people call the rich second generation who has money but no brains.
However, an inconspicuous small company like Jetta Magazine is still a long way from becoming a wealthy family, and is uniformly classified as a poor company in their Beijing circle.
Even if Chen Pingwei was really defeated today, Jetta Magazine would not be able to cause any big waves.
"An Ran, why don't we just let it go?" Seeing that Liu Zhi looked like she was going to kill him, Meng Yushu looked up at her sister worriedly. If someone died, it would be a bad ending.
"Okay."
Meng Anran tilted her head and raised an eyebrow, her posture casual but with the oppressive feeling of a superior. "Chen Pingwei, kneel down and kowtow to my brother to apologize, and today's matter will be over."
Meng Anran hadn't intended to actually break Chen Pingwei's arms and legs, and Liu Zhi understood what she meant. They weren't legal experts, and they weren't as punishable as Lu Heng.
Just trying to scare Chen Pingwei.
Chen Pingwei had been pampered since childhood, so how could he have ever been threatened? He couldn't possibly accept such a humiliating act as kneeling down to apologize.
"Beat me to death if you dare! You two ignorant bastards, wait and see how my dad will deal with you!"
Even Tang Yihan could tell that the two girls in front of her were not simple people. She didn't understand how Chen Pingwei could be so stupid and still refused to give in.
But this has nothing to do with her. She doesn't care what will happen to Chen Pingwei. Even if his hands and feet are really cut off, it is his own fault!
Tang Yihan took the crew's medical kit and trotted over to Meng Yushu, squatting down with a look of concern on his face. "Yushu, how are you injured? Let me give you some medicine first."
"No, it's no big deal." Meng Yushu declined with a smile.
Meng Anran glanced at Chen Pingwei who was glaring at her, then looked at Tang Yihan who was showing goodwill towards Meng Yushu, and seemed to understand something.
She had no interest in getting involved in other people's love triangles. She just knew that her brother couldn't be bullied under her nose.
Since Chen Pingwei is unwilling to kneel down and apologize, she has plenty of ways to make him kneel down.
Didn’t Chen Yadong refuse to answer the phone?
Then she had no choice but to let Chen Yadong call her first.
"Hey, Yitong, do me a favor." Meng Anran contacted her friend and said a few brief words.
Less than a minute after hanging up the phone, Chen Yadong called back.
Meng Anran answered the call and turned on the hands-free mode.
Chen Yadong's flattering voice came from the receiver: "Mr. An, I'm so sorry, I was in a meeting just now and didn't answer your call."
Hearing his father's voice, Chen Pingwei stood there in a daze, staring at Meng Anran in disbelief.
How, how is this possible?
Why does my father speak so humbly to this little girl?
Meng Anran said with a half-smile, "It's okay. If I don't receive your call again, you won't have to attend any meetings anymore."
"Dad! This crazy woman hit me!" Chen Pingwei raised his voice to complain. No matter who the other party was, he believed that his father must still feel sorry for him.
"Shut up!" Chen Yadong's furious voice nearly cracked the phone receiver. He commanded, "You little bastard, your family has spoiled you like a lawless beast, right? Apologize to President An right now!"
Chen Pingwei couldn't believe this was true. His father didn't help him, didn't even care about how badly he was injured, and just kept ordering him to apologize to the abuser?
Mingming, his father had never said a harsh word to him since he was a child, and his father would satisfy him whatever he wanted. But now he was yelling at him and asking him to apologize to a stranger?
Not hearing his son's response, Chen Yadong suppressed his anger and hinted through gritted teeth, "If you still want to continue living a stable life as a rich second-generation, then you should apologize to Mr. An obediently until Mr. An is satisfied!"
This time, it was difficult for Chen Pingwei not to understand. The teenage girl in front of him had the ability to control the economic lifeline of their family. If he could not get her forgiveness, today would be the day when the Chen family would go bankrupt.
Although Chen Pingwei was plagued by shame, when he thought about what kind of life his family would live after bankruptcy, he suddenly felt that dignity was not so important sometimes.
He got up and reluctantly walked to Meng Yushu and knelt down, lowering his head as if enduring humiliation. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Please forgive me."
The voice was so weak and soft like a mosquito, but Meng Yushu actually heard it. He didn't want to make a big deal about it, but just as he was about to open his mouth to forgive his sister, she held his shoulder and was obviously not happy about it.
Meng Anran's voice was just like her, cold and desolate: "You were shouting so loudly just now, why are you so quiet now? I have poor hearing and can't hear you."
Chen Pingwei's face turned red and warm. He gritted his teeth and prepared himself mentally for a long time. He raised his voice and repeated, "I'm sorry! I know I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
Meng Anran raised the corner of her lips slightly, "What's wrong?"
"I shouldn't have replaced the props with a solid wooden stick and used filming as an excuse to target you. Please forgive me!"
Now Meng Anran was satisfied. She leaned over to her brother's ear and whispered, "Brother, are you relieved? Do you want him to kowtow to you?"
Meng Yushu smiled faintly and shook his head. He understood the principle of forgiving others when possible. Even a desperate dog will jump over the wall, let alone a human?
He responded to his sister softly: "That's all."
"good."
Meng Anran herself didn't even notice that the "OK" she said was a bit obedient. She stood up and glared at Chen Pingwei coldly, "Get up, my brother said he forgives you."
"However, you used your public position to settle personal grudges and arbitrarily changed the filming props, causing an actor's injury and affecting the crew's filming progress. As the largest shareholder of Yunchuan, I inform you that you are fired and are not allowed to participate in the filming of Yunchuan short dramas in the future."