At this moment, the whole office hall, a dead silence.

Except Su Fangfei, everyone was stunned, especially Wang Zhonghua, vice president of Fengsheng. The sneer on his face was completely frozen.

How do people think that Liu Haoyu seems to be more respectful to Meng ran than his own father. He is just as afraid and respectful as he treats the gods. Even if Meng ran injures his parents, the martial arts academy Tiangang dare not show any dissatisfaction.

Is there any other identity of Shao Dong? Otherwise, with Liu Haoyu's madness, it is impossible to be so respectful just because Meng Ran is Fengsheng Shaodong.

People can't help but think of what Liu Haoyu said just now: "the central emperor's military academy was destroyed by Meng ran, and even the president of the military academy was almost killed by him."

People just didn't pay attention to it. Now when you think about it, is it true? But that's the Imperial military academy!

Two years ago, the opening ceremony of the National Games was performed by the disciples of the Zhonghuang martial arts academy. It was highly praised by the Chinese high-level officials, and it had the potential to become the largest martial arts school in China. How could such a huge thing be destroyed in the hands of a high school student?

The dozens of white-collar executives present are business elites, how can they believe such absurd statements.

Wang Zhonghua quickly stepped forward and said, "Haoyu, what do you mean by that sentence just now? Is the Imperial military academy destroyed? How could that be possible? "

"Yes, what is the matter? Why have we never heard it on TV? " The company's department managers looked at each other with suspicious faces.

At this time, an old professor who had followed Ms. He Jie and others to walk out of the elevator was somewhat surprised and said:

"it seems that something has happened to the zhonghuangwu Academy."

As soon as this remark was made, people's eyes fell on the old professor of Yanjing University. Song Shuling couldn't help asking, "Professor Gu, is there really something wrong with the Imperial Academy? But we don't know. "

This kind-hearted and meticulous old professor with a silver comb on his head explained in a deep voice:

"the relationship between Yanda and zhonghuangwu academy has always been good, and there is a more cooperative relationship, because Yanda has opened a major in ancient martial arts in recent years. Every year, several lecturers and students come to the academy to exchange and discuss."

Speaking of this, the old professor couldn't help but pause and gave Meng ran a very vague glance. Then he continued: "but recently, the martial arts academy has recalled the lecturers and students in Yanda, saying that they should keep their doors closed and introspect themselves, so that the old people in the school are half dead."

As soon as the old professor's voice fell, the office hall was full of noise. Anyone could hear something wrong. Then all the eyes were focused on Meng ran.

Even song Shuling looked at Meng ran with a dignified look, and said in a hurry, "Xiaoran, what happened in the martial arts academy really has something to do with you?"

Originally indifferent face, a leisurely appearance of Tai ran Xian Zun, see mother asked, immediately eyebrow jump, a voice is not good.

Meng ran, the master of Mencius in the north of the Yangtze River, is now exposed to no one. Meng Ran is not worried, only his mother.

Even now, Meng ran did not think how to tell song Shuling's true identity. For his mother, Meng ran simply understand can not understand.

A typical strong woman in the workplace wants to work 24 hours a day.

Song Shuling's hard work does not mean that she does not favor Meng ran.

In the final analysis, song Shuling's reason for this is that she too wants to prove to her family that her combination with Meng Chang'an is not a mistake, and she also wants to give Meng ran more favorable living conditions.

No matter for her husband or for her beloved son, this good wife and good mother has always been full of guilt.