"Mr. Wang, it's not that I, Mr. Zhang, don't give you face, it's just that some people are too ignorant to know how high the sky is. But don't worry, the two of us can be considered our own people, and I won't make it difficult for you. In this ocean
I won't touch him in the International, but when he leaves Ocean International... Humph, I can't say that I, Old Zhang, will kill someone tonight!" Zhang Youxu's uncle sneered, and after such a buffer time, his emotions have recovered from the shock.
Come here. It seems that this kid is really not an ordinary fighter, but no matter how good he is, he cannot be the opponent of Bullet.
"You...you...you idiot! Who the hell are you on the same page?" The CEO of Ocean International turned red for an instant, and then roared with embarrassment...This sentence immediately shocked Zhang Youxu's uncle.
He was stunned. Although the relationship between the two was not close friends, due to certain connections, the two were much closer than ordinary friends. What happened to the CEO of Ocean International? Actually
Dare you scold him?
"Mr. Wang! What do you mean by this! Did I, Lao Zhang, do something to feel sorry for Mr. Wang? To make Mr. Wang so rude?" Zhang Youxu's uncle's face darkened again, and he felt that he didn't even know this tonight.
Did you bump into some kind of god? Why is everything going wrong?
"You... you haven't put down the gun yet! Do you know who you are pointing the gun at?" Mr. Wang took three steps in a row and ran to Uncle Zhang Youxu anxiously, reaching out to grab the gun. However,
After all, Zhang Youxu's uncle is a person who licks blood from the edge of a knife. How could he let his weapon be snatched away by others so easily? He ducked slightly and said in a gloomy tone: "Mr. Wang, we'd better speak clearly.
I really don’t know who I, Lao Zhang, have offended. He’s just a young boy. Could it be that he’s a relative of yours?” [
Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and glanced at him bitterly, then bowed apologetically to Le Pingfan, and then whispered a few words into Uncle Zhang Youxu's ear.
Before Mr. Wang could finish speaking, Zhang Youxu's uncle's hand holding the gun began to tremble violently, and then he didn't hold it, and the gun fell directly to the table in front of him... There was a crisp collision sound.
Fortunately, the insurance has not been turned on, otherwise there is no guarantee that it will not cause a fire...
"You...what you said is true?" Uncle Zhang Youxu's face turned pale at this time, and his voice trembled with fear. His eyes looked at Mr. Wang with a trace of hope, hoping that he could learn from Wang.
He heard some different answers from the president's mouth, but what made him despair was that all Mr. Wang gave him was a nod in the affirmative.
"Ah...ah..." Zhang Youxu's uncle said meaninglessly twice. Then he remembered that Le Pingfan was still standing opposite him, and hurriedly ran over in two steps. He stood at a loss when he stood in front of Le Pingfan.
The look... After struggling for a long time, he put his hands close to Ku Feng and bowed to Le Pingfan with a ninety-degree bow: "I didn't expect that Mr. Le was here in person. I really can't see Taishan. Just now
...Just think of what I just said as farts, I...I..."
Zhang Youxu's eyes suddenly stared like light bulbs. This was the first time he saw his uncle being so servile to others... What happened? Who is this Le Pingfan? There is a gap between the former and the respectful.