The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Bang bang bang, someone is knocking on the door, very loudly.

The woman went to open the door, and then she got a severe beating.

Bang bang bang bang! Fei Ge was woken up by the noise. When she came out, she saw a group of people beating a woman who was completely helpless.

Feige got angry. She ran over, kicked those people away, pulled the woman inside, and then slammed the door shut.

"Wu Tang, what's going on?"

"Master, you've arrived."

"This woman is divorced and has two children. She rents this apartment. The person who hit her just now was from downstairs."

"Because she was raising her child alone and there was no man in the house, the people below her often bullied her. The woman's attitude was always to endure it as much as possible. She didn't want to cause trouble, but the people below her always came to pick a fight."

"Just now, it was because a woman was hanging clothes out to dry, and the water dripped onto the awning below, making a bit of noise. The people below were unhappy about it, so they came up and hit the woman."

"So, she's my mom,"

"Master, it's like this, you are the older sister, and you have a younger sister."

"I understand, the old man ate arsenic; he's tired of living."

Feige pulled the woman to sit down on the sofa.

"Mom, are you alright?"

The woman felt a little embarrassed when she saw Feige. She hadn't wanted her child to see these things, but she had to see them today anyway.

"Mom, are you alright?"

The woman gently stroked Feige's head and said softly, "Mom's alright."

But the pain in her body made her twitch.

"Mom, those people hit you, why didn't you call the police? You can't keep putting up with it, or they'll really think we're easy to bully."

After Feige finished speaking, the woman cried.

"Mom, don't cry. They bullied you, we should get back at them. Let's call the police, otherwise they'll keep gloating."

"Sweetie, Mom doesn't want to cause trouble."

My stomach is rumbling, I'm hungry.

"I'm hungry, I'll go cook," the woman said, standing up and heading towards the kitchen.

Feige watched her retreating figure, feeling speechless and helpless. How could she just keep giving in? That would only embolden the other party. She had to find a way to fight back.

Feige entered the house. Because she was small, she stood on a stool and looked out the window at the awning.

"These people are crazy. Aren't awnings meant to keep you dry?"

"Master, the family below has seven people, and they're relying on their large family size..."

"If you like causing trouble, then I'll cause trouble too. Hehe, I'm good at causing trouble, but I don't know how these people will react."

Feige blinked and arrived on the floor below. The family there were chatting.

"I think this woman is stupid; she doesn't even fight back when we bully her."

"Second brother, don't even mention liking her; there's no way she'll marry into the family."

"Mom, what are you thinking about?"

"Mom, I'm hungry, can you cook?"

"it is good"

When I got to the kitchen, I found that there was nothing there.

Because Feige took all the rice and oil.

The woman was very angry.

"We're out of rice and oil."

"Mom, we just bought 100 jin of rice, it's only been a few days, not even a week,"

"The oil was just bought yesterday."

"Go see for yourself if you don't believe me,"

Several people stood up, went to the kitchen to take a look, and then came back.

"Could it be that we've been robbed?"

"possible"

"Forget it, let's eat out and make do with this. We can buy it tomorrow."

So the group went out and went to a hot pot restaurant. They ordered a huge table of dishes, and just as they were about to eat, a dead rat fell from the sky and smashed directly into the pot.

Since they were eating in the open field, the rats fell from the sky, so the owner can't be blamed; they were just unlucky.

I didn't eat anymore, I paid for the hot pot base, and left.

I bought a big bag of fruit at the supermarket, but as I walked around, the fruit seemed to disappear.

Before I even got home, all that was left was my pocket.