Zhang Fusheng turned around in astonishment, looked Su Changfeng up and down, and said, "Hey, I really opened my eyes today. A driver dared to talk to me like that!"
"Don't you fucking know who I am?"
Zhang Fusheng stared at Su Changfeng, with a cold look on his face. "Do you dare to say what you just said again?"
Su Changfeng looked calm and said again: "I told you to get out. Are you deaf?"
Hearing this, Zhang Fusheng sneered twice and looked at Song Qingge: "Mr. Song, is this someone from your company? A mother-in-law but not a mother-in-law? There's no manners at all!"
Song Qingge's face turned cold instantly.
She can tolerate others being disrespectful to her, but she cannot tolerate outsiders being disrespectful to Su Changfeng.
"Mr. Zhang, please keep your mouth clean. Please don't attack me personally!" Song Qingge said coldly.
Tang Jiani on the side was slightly surprised.
"This girl is quite thorny today. She is willing to offend Zhang Fusheng to the end for Su Changfeng."
Su Changfeng looked at Song Qingge, and a warmth surged in his heart: "Honey, don't worry, leave this old thing to me."
"Wife? Are you Song Qingge's husband?"
A look of astonishment flashed across Zhang Fusheng's face, and his worldview collapsed. In his opinion, how could Su Changfeng be so ordinary and worthy of the goddess Song Qingge.
Damn it, why are pigs so good at cabbage?
"Yes, he is my husband." Song Qingge nodded.
After Zhang Fusheng was surprised, a sinister smile appeared on his face: "It's good to be married. Once you're married, you can do more tricks."
By the way, this guy usually harms women. He has harmed four or five married women. Therefore, even if Song Qingge gets married, it will not affect his interest in Song Qingge at all.
However, just as his voice fell.
boom!
Su Changfeng suddenly raised his leg and kicked Zhang Fusheng in the abdomen.
Boom!
Zhang Fusheng's fat body immediately hit the wall of the private room heavily.
A piece of wooden chair was smashed into a pile of fragments directly under Zhang Fusheng.
"puff!"
Zhang Fusheng vomited blood and sprayed it on the ground. The smell of blood immediately began to spread out.
Su Changfeng could not tolerate him saying such obscene words to Song Qingge. It was good that he didn't penetrate his body with one kick.
"Ah! I'm beating someone!!..."
The woman wearing a cheongsam screamed and fled from the private room.
Zhang Fusheng clutched his stomach and lay on the ground, looking at Su Changfeng aside with a cold face.
"I won't let you go, just wait for me!"
Zhang Fusheng supported the wall with his right hand and climbed up with difficulty.
A good man will not suffer immediate losses. As long as he can leave the private room, he can call in many of his subordinates to teach Su Changfeng a lesson.
However.
boom!
Just as Zhang Fusheng stood up, he was kicked to the ground by Su Changfeng.
Su Changfeng looked at Zhang Fusheng and said calmly: "Did I ask you to get up? Before I opened my mouth, you just lay down on the ground."
"You...you go too far!"
Zhang Fusheng, who fell to the ground again, roared, gritted his teeth and looked at Song Qingge: "Is this Changge's attitude towards old friends? I think you Changge don't want to continue hanging out in Hangzhou...!"
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"After today, I must spread this matter throughout the entire circle. I want everyone in the business community in Hangzhou to know that the CEO of Changge Trading and her husband beat their partners in public!"
