Tang Wan smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling nostalgic for the inexplicable peace of mind he had before.
"Mom, Chen Yang also means well."
She persuaded, picked up the landline and asked someone to deliver a new mobile phone, and at the same time thought hard, what other connections could be used?
Chen Yang didn't care whether Tang Wan believed it or not. He was so angry that he just wanted to let those who wanted to touch his wife know how high the sky was and how thick the earth was.
While walking in the community, he made a phone call:
"Chen Fang, do you know what happened?"
Chen Fang replied respectfully: "Mr. Han has already come to ask and wants to know what else he can contribute?"
Chen Yang had no intention of letting Han Dong help, and said bluntly: "I want to use the Chen family's wealth to send someone to pick me up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang hung up the phone and stood at the door of the community.
He pinched it, but within five minutes, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class stopped in front of him.
The parking position of the Mercedes-Benz S is extremely precise. The rear seat door is facing Chen Yang, and there is no deviation by even one centimeter.
The driver's door opened, and a figure rushed out, walked around the long car body, and opened the door for Chen Yang.
It was Chen Fang who came in person.
"Master!"
She held the door with one hand and the inside of the car door with the other to prevent Chen Yang from touching his head.
Chen Yang got into the car, Chen Fang got in the car again, started the car, and quickly accelerated onto the ring road.
Passing through a tunnel, the Mercedes-Benz gradually slowed down, and in front of it was a large truck that had been obviously modified, with a container-sized compartment attached, and the rear of the compartment was opened.
The rear end of the opened carriage fell to the ground, causing a shower of sparks to rub up.
Chen Fang drove the Mercedes-Benz at a speed slightly faster than that of a large truck. She opened the rear door of the floor-standing carriage and rushed into the container-sized carriage.
The next moment, the rear of the carriage closed, and the large truck drove out of the tunnel.
The whole process was seamless and without any mistakes.
If someone were monitoring the Mercedes-Benz S all the way, they would definitely be shocked and think they had encountered a supernatural event.
Why can't we go in at this end of the tunnel, but no cars come out at the other end? Isn't this a ghost in the daytime?
“The technology is good.”
Chen Yang gave Chen Fang a rare compliment.
Chen Fang stopped the car, bowed sideways to express her disdain, and then handed Chen Yang a simple mask.
Chen Yang took the mask and slowly put it on his face.
The mask seemed to be made of gold. It was not newly made, but more like an antique from who knows how many years ago. The whole body had the same luster as the gold mask of the Pharaoh unearthed in Egypt.
The pattern above shows a simple and majestic face, a noble man's appearance, looking down on all living beings.
——Chen Wang Golden Noodles!
The surname Chen comes from the descendants of Emperor Shun, who was later granted the title of Chen State. With Chen as his surname, he became the King of Chen.
The Chen family in Beijing considers themselves to have a noble bloodline, inherited from the ancient Chen Kingdom and from Emperor Shun, so the person in charge of the family heritage is called: King Chen!
Chen Yang wears a mask, and when he speaks again, his voice is different. It seems that after being filtered by the mask, his voice will naturally change, full of unpredictable majesty.
"What time is it now? The Kingdom of Chen has been dead for thousands of years. Wear a mask and call yourself King Chen."
"Playing the piano randomly."
This represents family inheritance and pride. Chen Yang can complain, but Chen Fang dare not answer.
Chen Yang took Chen Wang Jinmian and got out of the Mercedes-Benz S.
Outside, the real Chen family members from Xiajiang were bowing down to greet him.
Chen Yang passed by them, sat down on the front seat, rested his elbows on the armrests, supported his head with his palms, and asked calmly:
"Tell me, what do you all know?"
A member of the Chen family, dressed like a teacher, in his thirties, cupped his hands and spoke respectfully: