The black Bentley suddenly stopped. The driver rolled down the window, stuck out his bald head, and yelled, "Don't you have fucking eyes?"

In a moment of desperation, Liu Yang turned the steering wheel fiercely and passed by the black Bentley.

"Eh? Damn it, where are the people?"

The bald driver looked at the flower bed and saw the goods in the car scattered all over the floor, but there was no sign of the other person.

"what happened?"

Sitting in the back seat of the Bentley, an old man in Tang suit with a gray beard opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"Old man, it's okay, it's just a small truck with no eyes."

Seeing no one, the bald driver retracted his head and smiled.

"Then let's go."

The old man in Tang suit waved his hand, anxious.

But as soon as the black Bentley started, someone knocked on the window twice. The bald driver opened the window impatiently: "What are you doing?"

Liu Yang stood outside the car and wondered, "Are you trying to hit and run?"

The bald driver looked at Liu Yang and saw that he was unharmed. He shouted, "Fuck you, don't even look at whose car it is?!"

Liu Yang frowned and said, "What's wrong? It was obviously you who ran the red light."

The bald driver said amusedly, "I am willing, but you can take care of it? If you have the guts, you can leave a note, you idiot!"

Seeing that the other party was being unreasonable, Liu Yang didn't bother to argue. He pointed at the small truck in the flower bed and said calmly, "If the car breaks down, please pay for it."

The bald driver was stunned and said sternly, "Fuck, are you looking for death?"

Then, he unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and got out to teach Liu Yang a lesson.

At this time, the rear window rolled down, and the old man in Tang suit glanced outside and said, "Xiao Wu, something important is important!"

Seeing the old man in Tang suit stopping him, the bald driver nodded repeatedly: "Yes, old man!"

He spat at Liu Yang, "You're lucky this time! Don't let me see you next time! Otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

After cursing, the bald driver returned to the car and prepared to drive away.

Seeing this, Liu Yang's eyes turned cold and he said coldly, "You still want to leave without losing money?"

This time, the bald driver was completely furious. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Liu Yang's collar, and said fiercely, "If you waste my master's time, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Liu Yang pulled the other party's hand away, smoothed his clothes, and said coldly, "That's your family's business. Now you have damaged my car and it must be repaired!"

"You..." The bald driver turned blue with anger.

In Jiangcheng, he had never seen anyone dare to pester the black Bentley he drove.

At this time, the old man in Tang suit in the back seat of the car had a serious look on his face and said in a deep voice, "Give him your business card and ask him to come to Tongxing to find me in the afternoon."

The bald driver angrily threw a business card to Liu Yang and drove away.

"Tongxing Group, Song Debin?"

Holding the business card in his hand, Liu Yang was thoughtful, could it be Song Hao's father?

It’s true that we are enemies, but it doesn’t matter, Tongxing has a big business, so repairing an electric pickup truck shouldn’t be a default.

With this thought, Liu Yang silently walked into the flower bed to pick up the scattered goods.

At this moment, another luxury car stopped on the side of the road. The shadow and the clone rushed over and helped Liu Yang lift the electric pickup truck.

"Master, the car broke down. How about we take you back to the company?"

Soon, the shadow and clones picked up all the goods on the ground and asked Liu Yang for instructions.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

With that said, Liu Yang pushed the electric pickup truck and left.

Looking at the silently leaving figure, the clone took off his sunglasses and asked doubtfully, "Brother Ying, what are you planning on doing, young master?"

Shadow seemed to have some enlightenment, "Maybe this is what you want when you have money."

Just as Liu Yang and the two separated, the black Bentley drove into the Tongxing Group quickly.

A group of people, led by Song Hao, had been waiting under the Tongxing Building for a long time.

After the car door was opened, the old man in Tang suit slowly got out of the car. Song Hao strode forward, bent down to support the old man, and called out affectionately, "Godfather!"

The group of people behind them were also busy bowing and saying, "Hello, Mr. Song!"

This old man in Tang suit is Song Debin, the founder of Tongxing Group and Song Hao's adoptive father.

Back then, after he had conquered Tongxing with his own hands, he left all the power to Song Hao, while he went to Suicheng, not far away, to take care of business there. He had rarely returned to Jiangcheng over the years.

If Song Hao hadn't asked for help this time, Song Debin wouldn't have had time to come back.

He pushed Song Hao aside, waved to everyone, and walked into the office building with flying strides.

Although Song Debin was already over sixty years old, his body was still strong and strong. Song Hao's actions just now were obviously unnecessary.

But how could Song Debin not know about Song Hao, whom he raised by himself?

Thinking with your toes, the problems Tongxing encountered this time must be caused by his adopted son outside.

Entering the conference room, Song Debin first listened to the reports from various departments and learned about the company's performance in recent times, and then explained the precautions before letting everyone disperse.

Returning to the board of directors' office, Song Debin sat on the boss's chair and asked, "Tell me, who did you offend this time?"

As soon as the old man started to ask questions, Song Hao quickly flattered him by beating his back and pinching his legs, "Godfather, you know, I have been working hard for so many years and rarely idle around outside.

No, good people will be bullied by others, and good horses will be ridiculed by others. Then the Li Group relies on its wealth and wealth to bully me, Datong Star!"

Hearing this, Song Debin, who was lying on his back on the boss's chair, frowned and said, "You said Lee Kuan Yew bullied his fellow stars?"

Song Hao nodded repeatedly and elaborated on the Li Group's acquisition of the company that Tongxing had cooperated with for many years.

His words were full of resentment, and he said sourly, "If Tongxing continues to be suppressed by Li in this way, I am afraid that Tongxing will soon have no place in Jiangcheng."

When Song Hao said this, Song Debin, who had closed his eyes to rest, suddenly sat up and shouted, "His Li Group is nothing!"

"When my colleague Lee Kuan Yew was rising in Jiangcheng, he was just a small contractor. If it hadn't been for the rapid development of the real estate economy in recent years, he would still be moving bricks on the construction site today!"

Seeing that the old man was angry, Song Hao secretly rejoiced and repeatedly echoed, "Yes, godfather, how can Lee Kuan Yew be compared with you! If you had not gone to Suicheng to develop, now the richest man in Jiangcheng would be our Datong star!"

Song Debin glared, "You mean to blame me?"

Song Hao chuckled, "Don't dare."

Song Debin looked at Song Hao, with a hint of hatred in his eyes, and sighed slightly, "If you had worked a little harder over the years, Tongxing wouldn't have fallen behind the Li family."

Hearing this, Song Hao said with full of grievance, "Godfather, I've worked very hard. It's only my fault that the Li Group doesn't let me live an easy life."

Seeing Song Hao's pitiful look, Song Debin's heart softened. Although he knew the character of his adopted son and had never let him worry about it since he was a child, he still regarded him as his own flesh and blood and had to protect him at critical moments.
Chapter completed!