The director walked up to Chen Qianmo and said softly, "Mr. Mo."
There was even a trace of respect in his tone.
The others were all stunned, genuinely doubting their own perception.
But this was what was actually happening, not some illusion.
After greeting Chen Qianmo, the director pulled his own son, Quan Shao, from behind him, and scolded, "You undutiful son, a waster causing trouble everywhere, disobedient, look what great deeds you've done!"
"I didn't... I didn't..." Quan Shao wailed unfairly. Today, he had only spoken a few words and hadn't even lifted a finger, yet he had been tricked by Chen Qianmo into running around in embarrassment, scorched his foot, and lost two teeth for nothing.
Little did he know, after returning home, not only did his father not take his side, but he also scolded him harshly.
This was absolutely beyond Quan Shao's comprehension.