The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.
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Song Mengmeng sat calmly in her seat, looking at the chaotic situation in front of her, as if she wasn't the culprit behind the chaos.
The little girl's posture was very casual, and her little feet were even swinging slightly under the seat with great comfort. She looked quite out of place with the busy and angry crowd around her.
"Aren't you scared?" Director Song looked with interest at the little girl beside him who was still happily munching on a lamb chop. The frustration of being led by the nose by the investors had finally found a rare outlet.
His mood immediately improved, and because of this good mood, Director Song felt that no matter what happened later, he had to find a way to protect the little girl in front of him!
He even decided to give her a role in one of his upcoming films.
"I'm not afraid! He hit me first!" Song Mengmeng swallowed the lamb chop in her mouth and answered confidently, "I was sitting there doing nothing when he reached out and touched my arm!"
I don't know him well, and when he started touching me like that, I just reacted reflexively. Who knew he'd be so useless? I just lifted him up lightly and he flew away!
Song Mengmeng genuinely felt wronged.
It's perfectly normal for their Pixiu to be stronger!
That General Manager Lin, who looks chubby and strong, turned out to be a complete airhead! She never expected such a big commotion from such a light fall!
"You little bastard, I'll teach you a lesson today!" It took President Lin a while to recover from the dizziness after being helped up. Once he recovered, he immediately exploded!
He was a burly man, 1.78 meters tall, and many people would bow and address him as a leader. Yet, in front of everyone, he was swung around and spun around by a nobody girl, landing in a single arm swing...
If this gets out, where will he put his face?!
"Okay!" Song Mengmeng didn't stand on ceremony and stood up from her seat naturally, looking at President Lin with an expression that said, "Come on, I'll beat you if I can't: I'm telling you this beforehand, I'm very strong, so you can't cry and complain if I hurt you!"
She was just taking precautions, because she had heard Yao Anna say before that bosses like them were the most likely to break their promises, so it was better to say things in advance!
If someone is beaten too badly, the medical expenses at the hospital can be very expensive!
President Lin was amused and exasperated by Song Mengmeng's attitude. He waved away the young girl supporting him and took out his phone, giving a series of orders to the person on the other end. Not long after, seven or eight bodyguards in black pushed open the door and walked in.
"It's her! You all better teach this little brat a lesson today, but don't kill her, I still want to have a taste tonight!" President Lin spat, looking at Song Mengmeng with a frivolous and greasy smile: "Little girl, if you regret it now, that's fine too. Just apologize to your brother obediently, and I won't hold it against you. I promise I won't make things difficult for you, how about it?!"
"I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize to you?" Song Mengmeng squinted at the several black-clad bodyguards blocking her way. She knew without even thinking that President Lin was not planning to take action himself, but instead had to call for help!
She had encountered similar situations before in Heaven.
Dealing with this kind of situation is actually not complicated—just beat them into submission!
When the commotion started in Song Mengmeng's room, Yan Di received the news immediately.
They were only three rooms apart, and by the time the Emperor of Hell arrived, the war on the other side had already ended.
The once luxurious and grand dining room was now a mess, with overturned tables and chairs, and chopsticks and dishes scattered everywhere. But even worse off were the black-clad bodyguards lying haphazardly on the floor, and President Lin, who was currently being choked by Song Mengmeng and shoved against the table...
"Mengmeng, let go." Yan Di's lips twitched involuntarily. He had indeed considered letting the little girl experience the harsh realities of society, but not like this, letting her be brutally beaten up as soon as she stepped out...
Emperor Yan had some recollection of this General Manager Lin.
He enjoys dealing with minor celebrities and is considered a second-rate investor. He can't afford to work with big companies, but for firms like Song Mengmeng's agency, this Mr. Lin is a highly sought-after figure they would fawn over.
I just didn't expect that this time I would run into his little girl, who's a tough nut to crack.
"If you don't let go, you're going to strangle him to death!"
Yan Di sighed and walked slowly over the mess on the ground to Song Mengmeng's side. He gently patted her hand, pulled the girl behind him, and then glanced at President Lin, whose face had turned blue from the brief suffocation. Seeing that there was no danger to his life, he paid no more attention to him. Instead, he turned back to Director Song, who seemed to be in relatively normal condition, and nodded slightly: "I'll take Mengmeng with me first. She's been frightened and needs to calm down!"
"Anything that needs to be done here, just leave it to my assistant! Whether it's compensation or any other request, feel free to make it."
Without lingering any longer, he led the somewhat dazed girl, who seemed to have suffered a great shock, through the chaos on the ground and left the room that had been turned upside down.
Even after they arrived at the underground parking garage and he helped the little girl into the passenger seat, she seemed to be in a daze. This puzzled Yan Di somewhat, and he was more worried than anything else. He reached out and pinched the little girl's cheek, his voice, tinged with a hint of coaxing, echoing in the small space before them: "It's okay, don't worry! We'll be home soon, don't be afraid!"
"He said I have no manners! He said he has no mom and dad!" As if a switch had been flipped in her heart, the usually well-behaved, cute, strong and brave little girl suddenly became like a wronged little animal, from sobbing at the beginning to wailing in the end.
Yan Di reached out and swiftly pulled the little girl into his arms, gently patting her back and coaxing her carefully, "It's alright, it's alright, I don't have a mom or dad either, we're all the same!"
"Sister Qilin said before that we Pixiu never abandon our children! But, but I don't have a mom and dad! I was carried back from a snowdrift by Brother Zhuyan. He said that when he found me, there was nothing around. If he hadn't brought me back, I would have frozen and starved to death!" The little girl sniffled, complaining pitifully, "Later, the other cubs all said that I was a cub that no mom or dad wanted! Waaah..."