ROTCGIS, Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Four

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Rebirth of the Charming Girl in Space

Chapter 184:

Holding Grudges

Mourong Lingran raised an eyebrow, realizing that she was Mrs. Gao's younger sister. No wonder she had spoken ill of the Third Brother before.

Seeing the solemn expressions on the faces of Mourong Lingran's family, Little Gao hastily explained, "I... I'm just talkative. That's why I said some unpleasant things back then. I know I was wrong. How about I apologize to your Third Brother now? What do you think?"

Mourong Lingran replied expressionlessly, "No need to apologize."

Thinking that Mourong Lingran had forgiven her, Little Gao breathed a sigh of relief. However, Mourong Lingran continued, "My Third Brother and I, no, our whole family will never forgive someone who curses our own family without knowing the truth."

Mourong Zong and Mourong Xuan also said with cold expressions, "That's right."

Insulting their family and then trying to earn money from them—did she think a simple apology would make it right? There was no such good fortune!

Mourong Lingran looked at the crowd with cold eyes and calmly stated, "People are made of flesh, and I am a person who holds grudges. So, anyone who spoke ill of my family in the past, I remember your faces. Now, please leave voluntarily, especially those who did it in my presence."

As soon as she finished speaking, several women walked out of the crowd.

At the moment, with many people around, they dared not voice their grievances and could only glare at Mourong Lingran with resentment before leaving.

Little Gao's face turned alternately green and white. She regretted it deeply. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have come to watch the excitement.

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Under the disdainful gazes of the crowd, she could only shout unwillingly, "Fine, let's go. What's so great about it? We'll see how things unfold. Hmph!"

Many people present felt relieved. Fortunately, they hadn't listened to gossip about the Mourong family in the past.

Only now did Mourong Lingran turn to Mrs. Xia. Mrs. Xia, realizing it, quickly greeted, "Those who want to apply for selling vegetables, stand in front of me. But you need to be good at arithmetic. Those who feel unsure about arithmetic can wait for a while; you can apply for the job of picking vegetables later."

Everyone knew that Mrs. Xia was now considered a person of importance in the Mourong family. They understood that what she said was on behalf of the Mourong family. Hearing her words, those who doubted their arithmetic skills voluntarily left the queue.

In the end, only about ten people remained in front of Mrs. Xia, mostly men.

Mourong Lingran nodded in satisfaction. To avoid wasting everyone's time, she handed them the test questions she had prepared overnight. She said calmly, "If you answer all the questions correctly, you can be selected. If there's anyone illiterate, you can wait in line for us siblings to read the questions to you. Each person has different questions, so there's no need to worry about cheating."

Since most of the ten people were illiterate, they handed their test papers over for Mourong's siblings to read.

Mourong Lingran sat on a chair that had been prepared long ago, and she looked at the first man in line. She gestured for him to sit and took his test paper, asking seriously, "Name?"

"I... I'm called Mo Kaifu." Mo Kaifu felt a bit uneasy. After all, he was several years older than Mourong Lingran, and she, as a young girl, seemed more capable than him, making him feel a bit ashamed.

The surname is Mo? Mourong Lingran glanced at Aunt Tian from a distance and nodded, asking, "Age?"

"I'm fifteen."

"Have you had any major illnesses in the last three months?"

"No."

Mourong Lingran began reading the test paper to him, starting with the question, "For example, if one pound of bok choy costs twenty coins, and a customer wants six pounds, how much should you charge?"

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