Before He Xun could speak, a dark-skinned man scratched his head in embarrassment.
"You guys are here to build a school, right? I'm really sorry. My child is too naughty. He has never seen a car like this. He accidentally punctured your car tires!" As the man spoke, he grabbed a five or six-year-old boy and patted him on the head.
"You're in big trouble for being disobedient. Quickly apologize to her! Do you know how much this car costs?"
The child looked unconcerned. He was still making faces. He didn't care even if he was beaten. He seemed to be used to it. He didn't apologize. He just played with the other children.
The dark-skinned man was embarrassed again.
"My children are too rude. They're all children from the mountains, so they're all carefree. Please don't mind them!"
He Xun didn't say anything. He got out of the RV and looked at the tires. As expected, they were already flat.
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Back at the He Group.
