Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Seeing Meng Chuan get out of the car, Zhang Mei immediately beamed with joy.

She quickly put down the chicken feeder she was holding.

The next moment, the driver's side door slowly opened, and Liu Qian's elegant figure appeared before Zhang Mei.

Zhang Mei was taken aback at first; her delicate face and elegant demeanor left her somewhat at a loss.

But soon, she recognized the woman in front of her. Wasn't this her son's homeroom teacher?

The homeroom teacher actually drove her son home, which surprised and delighted her.

"Oh, it's Teacher Liu. It's so kind of you to personally bring Xiao Chuan back."

Zhang Mei was so happy she didn't know what to do, and kept wiping her hands on her apron.

She had intended to shake hands with Liu Qian warmly.

But when he saw his own rough, calloused hands, he quickly withdrew them.

I was afraid of getting Liu Qian's fair and delicate hands dirty.

"Hello, Meng Chuan's mother. It's no trouble at all. Meng Chuan happened to be with me, so I brought him back."

Liu Qian said with a smile, a smile like a ray of warm sunshine that instantly illuminated the simple courtyard.

"Mom, where is my dad?"

Meng Chuan asked with concern.

Knowing that his father had been beaten, Meng Chuan was extremely anxious.

"Your dad is lying inside. Teacher Liu, come in and sit down."

Zhang Mei responded to Meng Chuan and then started to greet Liu Qian.

"Ok."

Liu Qian nodded with a smile.

This made Zhang Mei feel flattered and overwhelmed.

In fact, all parents are the same; they inevitably feel nervous and awkward when facing their child's teacher.

Liu Qian walked gracefully into the somewhat cluttered living room.

That innate noble air stood out brilliantly in this small country living room.

"Teacher Liu, the house is a bit messy, sorry! Here, have some water."

Zhang Mei awkwardly poured Liu Qian a glass of water.

The water cup was a very ordinary porcelain cup in the house, with some tea stains that couldn't be washed off.

She carefully handed the water to Liu Qian, her eyes filled with awe and gratitude.

"Okay, thank you for your help, Mengchuan's mom."

As soon as Liu Qian sat down, she hurriedly stood up and took the water glass.

While displaying her good manners, Liu Qian also made Zhang Mei feel that she had been neglecting Liu Qian.

Just then, Meng Jianguo, with bandages wrapped around his head, came out from the inner room.

"Is it Ogawa who's back?"

It was obvious that Meng Jianguo came out after hearing the noise.

Zhang Mei did not tell him that Meng Chuan was coming back.

The moment Meng Chuan saw his father, his heart clenched.

The bandaged head was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart.

He strode forward and asked with concern:

"Dad, how did you hurt your head? What happened?"

His voice carried a hint of anxiety and anger, and his eyes revealed a deep concern for his father.

Seeing his son's concern for him, Meng Jianguo felt a surge of relief, but he feigned nonchalance and said:

"I just tripped and fell, it's nothing serious."

Meng Jianguo was unaware that Zhang Mei had already told Meng Chuan about the beating he had received.

Her gaze bypassed Meng Chuan and landed on Liu Qian.

"Teacher Liu is coming for a home visit too? You silly child, why didn't you tell me beforehand that the teacher was coming?"

Meng Jianguo scolded Meng Chuan and then prepared to greet Liu Qian.

But just then, an arrogant voice rang out from outside the door.

"Meng Jianguo, you come out here! You have to give me an explanation today, or I'm not letting this go!"

This gruff voice shattered the previously harmonious atmosphere inside the room.

This also froze the smiles on Meng Jianguo and Zhang Mei's faces.

"It's alright, please sit down, I'll go out and take care of something."

Meng Jianguo said something to Liu Qian somewhat awkwardly, then got up and walked towards the door.

Meng Chuan frowned and quickly walked towards the door.

Because Meng Chuan had already recognized the voice as his second uncle's.

My second uncle's family has become quite successful in recent years; I heard they even became construction foremen.

The feud between Meng Chuan's family and his second uncle's family has a long history.

The grudges and resentments accumulated after the family divided their property years ago due to the unequal division of the ancestral home.

From the time Meng Chuan could remember, the two families had almost never spoken to each other again.

Outside the door, Uncle Meng Jianjun and his two sons looked fierce and menacing.

Meng Jianjun married young, and his two sons have already graduated from university; they are both tall and strong.

"Jianjun, Xiaochuan's teacher came to visit our home today. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Meng Jianguo said to Meng Jianjun with a cold face.

"What's wrong, teacher? If I'm not mistaken, your good-for-nothing should have graduated by now, right? Why are you still making a home visit after graduation? You don't still owe the school tuition, do you?"

Meng Jianjun said with a sneer.

Meng Jianjun's words made Meng Chuan's face turn cold.

"Second Uncle, what does it matter to you whether I owe tuition fees or not? You're supposed to be my elder, why are you behaving like a shrew?"

Meng Chuan said coldly.

"Meng Chuan, you have no right to speak, you piece of trash."

Meng Jianguo's second son, Meng Erbao, standing beside him, shouted at Meng Chuan with an unfriendly expression.

"This is my home, what right do you have to bark here?"

Meng Chuan glared angrily at Meng Erbao.

"Damn it, how dare you talk to me like that, you piece of trash. Looks like you haven't been beaten in a long time."

Meng Erbao angrily threatened to attack Meng Chuan.

"Come on! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Meng Chuan was really determined.

He used to be timid and submissive.

They always avoided Meng Erbao.

But it's different now.

Even a clay figure would be angered if the enemy attacked right at their doorstep.

At worst, I'll trade my life for another.

Meng Jianguo and Meng Jianjun hurriedly grabbed Meng Chuan and Meng Erbao respectively.

"Erbao, don't bother with these low-class, poor bastards."

Meng Jianjun glared at Meng Chuan, then looked at Meng Jianguo and said:

“Meng Jianguo, don’t think you can get away with this. I kindly asked you to work on my construction site, and instead of being grateful, you caused trouble, making me get criticized and fined. Let me tell you, you have to give me 10,000 yuan to compensate me for my losses today.”

Meng Jianjun's words only made things worse, as Meng Jianguo became increasingly agitated.

"How dare you say that? My son is lying in the hospital waiting for money to save his life. I don't expect you to lend me any money. But I worked hard for a month, and you withheld my salary. When I went to ask for my salary, you said I was causing trouble and even hit me. Now you want me to give you that 10,000 yuan. I have no money today, but I only have one life. If you have the guts, come and take it."

Meng Chuan finally understood the gist of the matter.

He knows his own father well.

It is absolutely impossible for them to cause trouble or create problems out of nothing.

“What’s your worthless life worth? We’re now contracting construction sites under the listed company Lin’s Group, so we don’t care about your mere ten thousand.”

Meng Dabao spoke, his tone filled with arrogance:

"But your actions have damaged my father's reputation, and the loss is far more than ten thousand."

"We're only willing to pay you 10,000 yuan because our two families are somewhat related by blood."

"If you don't have the money, then compensate us with the land of your ancestral home. Otherwise..."

Meng Chuan couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted with a cold face:

"Otherwise, what do you want?"