The atmosphere in the cold hall was silent. The round table in the middle was filled with men and women in suits, most of them middle-aged. They looked solemn, as if facing a great enemy.
"So... no one dares?!" Suddenly a cold voice broke the frozen atmosphere. The voice was without much emotion, intimidating without anger, and accompanied by a coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
As soon as the voice came out, everyone lowered their heads even lower, like tamed little animals.
The person who was speaking was my mother, Lin Mengxi. She was sitting at the main seat at the round table. As the chairman of the company, she had just had an emergency and had convened a board meeting. I had just gotten out of school and there was no one at home, so I came here to wait for her.
It seemed that none of the board members could help Mom, so she was very angry and had just smashed two teacups.
My mother has always had a good temper. Although she can be a little cold and strict, she rarely loses her temper like this. It seems that what happened really touched her sore spot.
"This time... Mingshuo's products have crushed us in every aspect, and we... are really helpless," said a male director.
His name is Xia Taiming, and he is my father's cousin. He is a very influential person in the company. He has always been very resourceful, but now he has to admit defeat. It is conceivable that the difficulties faced by the company this time are really difficult.
"Why? Why can they develop products like this, but we can't? We spend 100 million every year on R&D, and what's the point of that? In the end, we just feed a bunch of useless people?!"
While my mother was furious, she kept banging the table with her fists. Seeing her so furious, I couldn't help but feel a little scared, because my mother was also very strict with me. If I had some problems with my studies, I wouldn't dare to look up at her when I got home.
The head of the R&D department stood up and said, "Chairman, the R&D department has worked very hard. Please believe us. In a short time, we will definitely be able to develop a product that surpasses Mingshuo-"
"A short time? How short? A week? A month?
Three months? Or even half a year? You use the same excuse to block me every time, but have you ever actually succeeded?!"
"Chairman, I...I..."
"Get out, get out! All of you get out!" Mom pointed at the door and shouted with veins popping out.
Everyone rushed out as if they had been granted amnesty. In less than a minute, the previously crowded hall was deserted.
Then, it was my own disaster. It was just me and my mom in the conference room, and the atmosphere was so cold that I couldn't help but shiver.
I lowered my head, not daring to look at my mother. I wasn't sure if she was looking at me. I could only hear her breathing was a little rapid because she was angry. In my peripheral vision, I saw her plump breasts wrapped in a white shirt rising and falling rhythmically.
Following her chest down, there is a slender waist that shrinks rapidly, and then expands explosively in the hip skirt. Her butt is as plump as a peach. Under the skirt, a pair of slender and tight legs are wrapped in flesh-colored pantyhose, and the fair and soft skin can be faintly seen. The black high-heeled lacquered leather shoes emit a lustrous luster.
My breathing couldn't help but become a little rapid. Although she was my mother, I couldn't help but have those thoughts at this moment.
My mother is a famous cold and beautiful woman in Shanghai. Her competitors gave her the title of Cold and Beautiful Queen.
Because she is so strategic and decisive in business, like an ancient emperor, all her competitors are afraid of her.
Less than ten years after its establishment, under her leadership, the company ranked among the top three companies in Shanghai and became a veritable shopping empire.
She got this name because of her beautiful appearance and cold personality that keeps strangers away.
I am very afraid of my mother. She is very strict with me. Once I have any bad behavior or signs of bad behavior, she will scold and point it out to me immediately. She will not punish me physically, but will only face me with a cold attitude, and then assign me various remedial exercises. If I don't complete them, she will not talk to me. I love my mother very much, so every time I make a mistake, I will study hard to make up for it.
Like many children in other families, who hate their parent's strictness towards them, but I don't. On the contrary, I am very grateful to my mother. It is her strict requirements that have made me the shining person I am today.
My grades never fall out of the top ten in every exam. I always participate in the short-distance and long-distance running events in the school sports meet, and I am always in the top three. In addition, I like photography very much. My work was published in the photography category of the Magic City Daily for three consecutive days. I am kind, humble, and gentle. My teachers, classmates, friends, relatives, and neighbors all like me very much. I have never embarrassed my mother outside.
Although Mom never praised me and rarely smiled at me, I knew she loved me very much. I once stumbled across Mom's diary, and on the last page she wrote,
"Mingming, it's not that Mom doesn't love you, it's just that Dad is gone, and the future of this family depends on you. If Mom doesn't train you now, you'll suffer more in the future. Mom is doing this for your own good. Now I'm playing the bad guy so that no one can bully you in the future. Mingming, Mom actually loves you very much, but Mom is destined not to be like ordinary mothers, smiling at you every day, playing with you, and giving you a happy childhood."
Because of this diary, I never hate my mother. only have endless love for her.
My father passed away ten years ago when I was only six years old and the company had just been established. My mother raised me alone and also had to carry the newly established company on her shoulders. She was not only responsible for my education, but also had to take care of the company's affairs. You can imagine how difficult it is for a woman to bear such a burden.
Moreover, there are many gossips about widows. A beauty like my mother would be harassed by some business competitors from time to time, and her reputation would gradually be ruined.
But she never made excuses, and endured the slander and rumors, making the company bigger and stronger step by step, and slapped those people in the face with her actions.
I often see my mother hiding in her room and crying secretly. She is also a woman, very weak, and wants to have someone to rely on, but the current situation forces her to arm herself.
For so many years, I've wished I could peel off my mother's disguise and embrace and protect her true, fragile self. This is my lifelong dream.
I was brought back to reality by my mother's light cough.
"Tell me, how shall I punish you this time?"
My mother sat on a black swivel office chair, her arms folded across her chest, her legs in stockings crossed, looking at me expressionlessly.
I felt a little scared for no reason. I sat on the sofa on the left side of the conference room and clenched my hands.
"You...., you know everything?"
"Your homeroom teacher has called me. You've fallen outside the top ten again in this exam. She told me that the reason you're not motivated is because you've recently been dating a girl from the next class. Now I want you to tell me yourself. Is that true?"
"No....not that"
"So you're saying your teacher is wronging you?"
"Well, that's not what I meant."
"Then tell me what happened."
"She liked me and confessed to me, but I didn't agree. Then maybe the classmates around us saw it,so..."
"If that's the case, then why did your grades drop?! Also, are you just being conceited?!"
"I....I..."
"Don't talk to me for the next week. Reflect on your actions. If you do this again during the next monthly exam, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"
Mom picked up the Chanel leather bag beside her, stood up, and without turning her head, she said, "Go home!"
Then she went out first, stepping on her high heels.
I followed her out with my schoolbag on my back and my head down.
When we got outside, because the board of
directors was held here, there were basically no employee positions here, and there were almost no people. The only few managers bowed respectfully to my mother, and my mother nodded one by one and took me into the elevator.
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