A while ago, Huo Xiao and Zhang's father held a press conference, which caused quite a stir. Zhou Ling also saw the related reports on TV.
Only then did she truly understand the scale of the Wenwan Group, which was managed by Lu Wanqing.
She thought that the difference between herself and Lu Wanqing was so great that they were worlds apart.
Living my own life, I doubt I'd have much interaction with a chairman of the board.
Unexpectedly, Lin Miaomiao was actually Lu Wanqing's daughter.
Because of this counterfeit phone incident, Lu Wanqing's older brother sued his son.
For her son's sake, she had no choice but to swallow her pride and go to Lin Miaomiao.
"Auntie, please get up. Aren't you putting me in a difficult position? My uncle isn't targeting Mu Feng..."
Lin Miaomiao was at a loss when she saw Zhou Ling, with her white hair, kneeling in front of her.
Zhou Ling was not yet fifty years old, but because of her son's situation, half of her hair turned white overnight, and she looked extremely haggard.
"Miaomiao, Mufeng really likes you. He feels he's not good enough for you now and doesn't plan to contact you anymore. He also told me not to contact you, but how can I bear to watch him go to jail?"
I'm begging you, please go and talk to your uncle and ask him not to hold Mu Feng responsible..."
Zhou Ling burst into tears.
Lin Miaomiao hadn't expected things to develop this way. She felt sorry for Tian Mufeng, but also felt that her uncle hadn't done anything wrong and that she shouldn't have gotten involved.
"Auntie, I really can't ask your uncle to plead for you in this matter. Things have come to this point, and I don't think that electronics company should put all the blame on Mu Feng. You've asked the wrong person."
"There's another way. If Mu Feng is innocent, he can produce evidence, such as his own design drawings, to prove himself," Lin Miaomiao suggested.
Zhou Ling listened blankly, and had no choice but to go back to find Tian Guangrong.
Unexpectedly, Meng Jiaojiao had already moved into the newly rented courtyard house as the new owner, and Du Meili and Tian Jianfeng had also moved in. The four of them often played mahjong together for leisure.
Once people enjoy a life of extravagance and debauchery, they become addicted to it and forget the companionship they once shared.
Upon seeing Zhou Ling, who was old and ugly, Tian Guangrong's eyes were filled with disgust.
"Get out of my way! You eat my food, use my things, and I've raised you and your daughter for twenty years. What more do you want? If you keep making trouble, I'll have no choice but to tell Mu Feng the truth about my origins."
Tian Guangrong's words plunged Zhou Ling into utter despair; this was the only secret she wanted to keep.
She didn't want Tian Mufeng to know that her father was an idiot; he might break down.
"Fine, I'm leaving. You think of another way." Zhou Ling walked away dejectedly, heading to the detention center to find her son and ask him to find evidence.
After returning home, Lin Miaomiao kept thinking about this matter, and she was somewhat absent-minded during her meal.
Seeing that she had finally managed to eat at home and was still preoccupied, Lu Wanqing asked her what was wrong.
"Mom, the boy who said he wanted to marry me last time is in trouble. My uncle sued his company, and the company made him take the blame for everything," Lin Miaomiao said truthfully.
She was also considering her mother's attitude towards this matter.
Asking your uncle for help is not as effective as asking your own mother.
Although Lu Wanqing doesn't go to the company much anymore, she knows everything about what's going on there.
"So it was him. That kid is quite intelligent, it's a pity he didn't use it for good." Lu Wanqing said, looking at her after finishing a bite of her meal.
Lin Miaomiao tried to argue, saying, "Mom, I spent some time with him. He's simple-minded and doesn't lie. That phone really wasn't a counterfeit."
Lu Wanqing patted her head and smiled:
"Don't worry, we know all that. We're targeting the other company."
That's how market competition works; it's either you die or I die, and all sorts of tactics are used in a back-and-forth exchange.
Whoever survives to the end will have the last laugh.
After learning all this, Lin Miaomiao was no longer worried about Tian Mufeng.
Soon, Tian Mufeng also proved through the evidence he submitted that the design was his original work.
However, because Han Tao's phone had been patented, other companies were no longer able to produce and sell similar models.
Tian Guangrong then became anxious. The mobile phone was selling so well, how could he be willing to stop selling it just like that?
Old Zhou's son approached him, asking him to persuade Tian Mufeng to return the phone, design a new model, and relaunch it on the market.
At this time, Zhou Ling rented a room in the courtyard. She usually lived alone, and her son would squeeze in with her when he came home on weekends. She worked a job that paid two hundred yuan a month, living a simple and warm life.
She can finally take control of her own life.
Tian Mufeng also accepted the fact that he had been abandoned by his father.
"Mom, I will definitely make sure you live a happy and wealthy life. You can believe me."
Tian Mufeng made a vow in his heart.
He started looking for tutoring jobs and eventually got a job by volunteering.
His first job was tutoring a little boy. Because his parents were both busy with their business, no one at home took care of his studies. As a result, his grades were terrible, and his parents decided to find a student from Tsinghua University to tutor him.
It costs five yuan per hour, and you can make up for four hours on weekends.
After a month, I can earn eighty yuan.
That day, after tutoring the boy, his parents had not yet returned, so Tian Mufeng thought of taking him to the park for a stroll.
Unexpectedly, he encountered Tian Guangrong, who had come looking for him.
"Mu Feng, I've been looking for you for so long, why didn't you answer my calls?" Tian Guangrong asked anxiously and angrily.
Tian Mufeng smiled and said, "I've already sold the phone."
"Oh, Mu Feng, I'm here on behalf of the company to invite you back. We still need you to design this phone."
Tian Guangrong suddenly became obsequious; his attitude was completely different when he was asking for favors.
Tian Mufeng's lips curled into a sneer: "Have you forgotten that when the company got into trouble, you were the one who put me in the defendant's seat?"
Your mother was also kicked out of the house by you, and now she can't even make a living by serving dishes for others.
I am not your dog, to be ordered around by you.
Even if he had to beg for food, he would never work for him again.
Unexpectedly, his mocking attitude completely enraged Tian Guangrong:
"Tian Mufeng, you've probably forgotten that you're still surnamed Tian, haven't you? If I hadn't taken you and your child in, you would have starved to death on the streets long ago."
"What did you say?"
"I said you're starving to death in the streets."
"That's not it. What do you mean by taking us in? Am I not your son?"
Tian Mufeng's lips were trembling. He had always thought that his parents just didn't like his mother, but it turned out that she really wasn't his father.
At that moment, he didn't know whether he should be sad or happy.
"No... why didn't Mom tell me the truth?"
Tian Mufeng covered his head and roared.
The boy he was teaching, seeing him like this, thought he was going crazy and ran away quickly.
Tian Guangrong burst into laughter and cursed him as a bastard.
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