Transmigrated Into a Big Boss to Snatch Away the Cannon Fodder

Chapter 52

“So you went to see Mu Cheng?” When Rong Qing heard, he laughed outrageously: “Hahahahahahaha! He talked, didn’t he? You guys heard him talk, right?”

Lin Ji grudgingly forced a smile: “That’s right. He talked.”

The entire meeting after that, he and Gao jie had to pinch their thighs while they discussed the contract. Both of their thighs were practically bruised from the pinching.

It was really… very difficult.

To be honest, Mu Cheng was very similar to Rong Qing in certain areas. He had 100% the imposing manner of a chairman. The cold lofty feeling at the beginning really intimidated people.

But then he opened his mouth.

Gao Ning almost didn’t hold back and lost it on the spot. Afterwards, Gao Ning really felt extreme pity for her thigh. If she knew ahead of time that Mu corp’s CEO was an authentic, country Canton, would such a thing happen to her?

“Hahahahahaha! I’m dying from laughter! How come you didn’t tell me earlier that you went to Mu corps? I could have told you ahead of time.” Rong Qing could almost imagine the scene.

Mu Cheng, that guy, looked pretty tricky. If he didn’t talk, he really did have a somewhat dominating aura. But when he talked… really.

“Hahahahahahahaha!” No, he can’t handle it. Once he thought about it, he just wanted to laugh.

Rong Qing fell head first onto the sofa. He almost choked on air from laughing so hard. Rolling on the sofa and holding his stomach, he tried to relieve his unfortunate muscles that were sore from laughing.

Real talk.

Mu Cheng’s mouthful of Canton accent was something not many people knew about. In the book, when he talked to the white lotus, he used Cantonese.

When speaking proper Cantonese, Mu Cheng was of course very charming. Well spoken Cantonese sounded so refined and gentle. People’s ears can get pregnant just listening to it.

However, in Rong Qing’s memory, Mu Cheng spoke Mandarin to Rong Qing with a Canton accent. That mouthful of Canton accent really was hard to describe. Mu Cheng’s Mandarin was definitely the oldest style of Mandarin in Guangdong.

As soon as it left his mouth, if it didn’t k*ll you, at least it’d cause some damage.

(Note: okay. Time to pause and explain this. There are two main dialects in Chinese: Mandarin and Cantonese. Mandarin is the official recognized dialect for mainland China. Cantonese is only used in certain regions. Mu Cheng is from Guangdong aka Canton so his main dialect is Cantonese. What RQ is laughing about is that when Mu Cheng talks in Mandarin, he has a heavy Cantonese accent. But you might ask, why doesn’t he just speak Cantonese instead? Because no one would be able to understand him since a majority of people spoke Mandarin. Anyways, just imagine a prim proper aristocrat talking country hick. That should be a good comparison.)

Because of this, Mu Cheng often pretended that something was wrong with his throat during all sorts of important occasions. Even his two assistants, apparently, both graduated from college with communication degrees.

Lin Ji watched Rong Qing exasperated for a moment, then also started laughing.

Alright, actually, it’s pretty funny.

As he laughed, his thigh started to hurt a bit.

“Oh!” Half way in his laughter, Rong Qing suddenly thought: “Why did you go to Mu Corp?” The urgent business that the wolf pup said before, was to go to Mu Corp?