However, there was not the slightest hint of resentment on her face; instead, she was unusually calm.
She did not regret having her brother come up to give Wang Zihao a piece of his mind.
After all, if it weren't for the cafeteria manager's call just now, she wouldn't have known that the poor kid actually had a provincial leader sitting next to him.
Originally, she intended to offer some money to settle the matter peacefully, but upon hearing this news, she instantly realized that it wouldn't be that simple.
So, as soon as she came up, she directly displayed her most sincere attitude—kowtowing.
"Wang, rest assured, we have already realized our mistake."
"For the losses you've suffered, we will not only compensate you at the original price, but I can also have my son tutor you for free."
The middle-aged woman added one last note: "My son is from Wudaokou."
Wudaokou?
The school leaders showed no reaction.
