Chapter 749

It's really a big blow to her this time.

Before her business has been doing smoothly, relying on the protection of her ancestors, we all sell her face, business in Yangcheng has been smooth sailing, who knows this time such a big fall.

In a short week, she seemed to be seven or eight years old. Her original vigor and confidence in her brow disappeared, and she was replaced by a touch of depression and indignation.

Zhou cenru is a person who knows the truth of death. She doesn't feel that she discriminates against black people at all. Why is she framed? She thinks: no matter how the incident ferments, it will eventually pass. She wants to wait for the aftermath of this incident to pass and then regroup. She must let everyone know that her original intention is not discrimination, and she must seize the back Personal introduction to the public an account!

Unfortunately, the follow-up effect of this incident is not over.

It's a good day.

Kuang Meimei goes to the school gate and opens her red car parked on the side of the road.

Just as she was about to get on the bus, suddenly two African American black men came running to her and buttoned the black jar on her head.

Suddenly, the tip of Meimei's nose was surrounded by a strong odor.

Realizing that she had been splashed with excrement, she screamed "ah", flicked open the jar, almost fainted by the stench, bent down to hold the door, and felt nauseous.

It happened that many students came and saw this scene.

Everyone covered their noses from a distance and talked about it.

, look, those black people are coming to revenge. Do you know about the women's facial mask?

"Of course I know. It's been reported on the news every day recently, but what does that have to do with Kuang Meimei?"

"You don't even know that? It's a company run by her little aunt. She's also an aunt she just recognized a few months ago. This incident was brought about by her aunt. Because she discriminated against black people, she was criticized by the Ministry of Commerce

"Tut Tut, she deserves to be sprayed with feces. Who makes her nose look up at the sky at ordinary times? Why don't she just drive a sports car and think her name is Hao?"

There is a lot of talk, but satire is more than sympathy.

Kuang Yiyi happily listens to these comments and grins to his ears.

She held up her mobile phone, took a picture of Kuang Meimei in confusion, and then sent it to the wechat group to show them to Bai Mohan.

The wechat group was built by Jiang Zhiyun. There are not many people, only Bai family and Xia family.

There are Xia's father and his wife, Xia Rujing, Kuang Yiyi, Jiang Zhiyun and Bai Mohan.

Every week, Jiang Zhiyun would discuss with Xia's mother what kind of food they would eat together at the weekend, and from time to time, he would send red envelopes in the group.

No one robbed the red envelope, she will be very unhappy, call Kuang Yiyi one by one to inform them that she sent the red envelope.

In short, under the infection of Jiang Zhiyun, this is a very happy family member group.

After the photos were sent.

It wasn't long before someone spoke.

Bai Mohan: (ignoring the photo) Yiyi, is class over so early? I have one more thing to deal with. I'll pick you up for dinner later.

Jiang Zhiyun: what do you mean? Didn't you say that you would go home to make copper hot pot for you at night? Ma Liu and I are already preparing.

Bai Mohan: I'm sorry, mom. You can eat it tonight. Yiyi and I haven't been together for a long time.

Mom Xia: who is the person in the photo Yiyi just sent? Why are all the yellow things on your head?

Father Xia: I'm preparing for my lessons. Don't let my work be affected by the constant noise.

Mom Xia: stupid, can't you turn off the sound.

Kuang Yiyi didn't look at it after a while, and found that a lot of news had popped up. She quickly replied: Mom, this is Kuang Meimei. Those African non-governmental organizations came to pour manure on her. How can they relieve her?

Xia's mother came back quickly: (a cat's dynamic expression laughing with a akimbo) Jieqi! This is what she did for herself. Your brother's press conference. She asked someone to pour champagne on your brother. Now it's OK. Someone will pour dung on her, one after another.

Xia's mother didn't know that Kuang Yi contributed to it.

She thought that the Zhou family discriminated against the black people, because she was complained that something had gone wrong, so she was very calm and even a little schadenfreude.

Summer mother and a string of words: Meimei this girl is really stubborn, I have been extremely disappointed with her, no longer want to take care of her, anyway, she had her aunt also don't take us seriously, after never know her.

Jiang Zhiyun: are you talking about the recent advertising event of the pretty woman mask? I'm also concerned about it. I didn't expect that it was made by Yiyi's enemies. No wonder Yiyi is so happy. Otherwise, how about going home to celebrate with mama with hot pot at night?

Kuang Yi: No, I go out to celebrate with my husband in the evening.

Jiang Zhiyun: I'll go too.

Mom Xia: why don't we go together? Your father and I don't want to eat at home at night.

Bai Mohan: (gritting his teeth) ok, I'll ask the Secretary to book a private room in advance.……

Kuang Meimei was embarrassed and depressed by the excrement that had been splashed on her face.

She called the driver at home to pick her up.

But then she thought that she was not decent. Zhou cenru was a decent woman. She would not be happy and felt that she was not elegant.

He stopped immediately and gave up the idea of calling the driver.

she clenched her fist tightly and walked down the street with her head down. All the way she had passed, everyone was avoiding her, and make complaints about her nose.

Kuang Meimei gritted her teeth, restrained her embarrassment, and rushed to the hotel outside the school. She quickly opened a room and rushed into the bathroom to wash off her excrement.

After cleaning up, she called the driver at home and asked him to bring a new suit to pick her up.

It was 7:30 p.m. when I got back to Zhou's home.

Zhou cenru was eating. Seeing her coming back, she stopped her chopsticks and frowned, "Meimei, what are you doing? How can you have a strange smell?"

Kuang Meimei quickly stepped back a few strides, far away from Zhou cenru, and cautiously said, "little aunt, you eat first, I'll go upstairs and wash."

Zhou cenru lowered her eyebrows and said, "don't go!"

She stopped the driver and asked him, "what's going on? Who bullied Meimei? "

The driver said, "Miss was splashed with manure by some black people outside the school."

Kuang Meimei's choking voice couldn't help escaping from her throat, and her tears burst the dike in an instant.

Zhou cenru felt soft, "Meimei, this time you've been implicated, you child..."

Just about to say something, Kuang Meimei's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Kuang Meimei lowered her head and saw that it was the wechat group in the class. Someone sent photos and dynamic pictures. It was the scene that she was splashed with dung outside the school gate. Everyone was talking about it. Her reputation in the new class suffered Waterloo again.

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