Ding Fei's beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number solemnly.
"Brother...help me kill someone." Ding Fei held the phone, murderous intent surging throughout her body, and said in a ferocious voice.
On the other end of the phone, a calm and elegant voice came, "Feifei...what's wrong?"
"Brother...I...I was bullied..." Ding Fei's pretty face was ferocious and angry, her voice was trembling, and she told her brother about the humiliation...in Fuxing University last night...
During the whole process, her fists were clenched tightly, and her whole body exuded an unprecedented murderous ferocity.
On the other end of the phone, when he heard that... his biological sister... was actually slapped... his brother Ding Zhi's face instantly became furious!
In the whole Shanghai and Jiangnan... almost everyone who meets the Ding family is polite.
Their Ding Lao hotpot... now has a chain throughout Jiangnan, and its influence is so wide that it is unprecedented.
His father, Ding Jiushan, is a well-known model worker in mainland China... He was once selected as the backbone of outstanding entrepreneurs! At that time, his father... was a powerful figure in the underground world, and now he has successfully cleared his name! He has become a huge business empire, the Ding family!
Now, who else in the Ding family... dares to provoke?!
But today...my sister...was...so humiliated?!
This damn... I just don’t want to live anymore!
This slap is not just a slap from my sister.
This slap... hit Ding Lao Hotpot's face!
What I hit was my father, Ding Jiushan, in the face!
It hit the entire Ding family in the face!
"Feifei... don't worry... I will avenge this for you...!" On the phone, my brother Ding Zhi's voice was cold and cruel, with a killing intent!
In this world, anyone who dares to offend the Ding family will die without mercy!
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Morning, half past eight.
The Mercedes-Benz motorcade slowly stopped at the entrance of Qiu's Building.
Qiu Yiren was wearing an OL uniform and high heels as she got out of the car.
Chen Zongheng was walking beside him with a cigarette in his mouth.
Under the protection of dozens of bodyguards, Qiu Yi and Chen Zongheng... walked into the building.
Take the elevator and arrive at the ninety-ninth floor.
The two returned to their respective offices.
On weekdays, apart from normal communication and protection, the two of them have almost nothing to do with each other.
Chen Zongheng was as cold as an iceberg, even though he was in a super group with tens of thousands of people.
However, I have never communicated with any colleagues.
If I say yes, I'm afraid I have only communicated with two women.
One is President Qiu Yiren.
The other one is Sun Xue, the president’s secretary.
He paid no attention to other colleagues. From the very beginning, he gave up any intention of getting acquainted with anyone.
Returning to the director's office, Chen Zongheng held a cigarette in his mouth and randomly pulled out a copy of "On War" from the bookshelf, then sat back on his chair and started reading lightly.
Today, he is waiting for someone to come to his door.
Time passes minute by minute.
Chen Zongheng just sat in the office, smoking lightly and reading books.
A calm look...
8:40.
8:50…
8:59…
However, the person he was waiting for never appeared.
Chen Zongheng raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his Omega watch.
The hands have stopped at '9' o'clock in the morning.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the person who was supposed to come did not show up.
Chen Zongheng took a deep drag on the cigarette, his eyes were calm and deep...his emotional fluctuations could not be seen clearly.
Last night, at Fuxing Campus, he had already warned Ding Fei.
Let him...bring his parents...come to the Qiu Group in person and apologize.
Moreover, he also gave her a business card.
It's a pity that it's past nine o'clock, and the woman...hasn't appeared yet.
It seems that he really doesn't take his words to heart.
Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring.
No one dares to disobey what he said as the God of Death.
No one can disobey him.
Because those who were disobedient... have been turned into bones and buried in the loess.
Just then, the hand just passed 9:10.
Suddenly, the desk phone in front of Chen Zongheng rang rapidly, 'Ding!'
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, holding a cigarette... and slowly answered the phone.
"Last night, was my sister Ding Fei... beaten by you?" A hoarse and cold man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
After receiving this call, Chen Zongheng was slightly startled?
"Yes." He replied lightly.
"How dare you?! How dare you touch my sister, Ding Zhi!" Ding Zhi's voice was ferocious on the phone, with an unprecedented murderous intent!
"Looking at the entire Jiangnan, no one has dared to do this to our Ding family. You...are the first!"
Chen Zongheng answered the call and did not answer...he just puffed out smoke rings and listened to Ding Zhi's words on the other end of the phone.
"What happened...? When you heard my name, Ding Zhi... you were scared to death?" On the phone, Ding Zhi saw that the other party did not dare to speak, so he asked humiliatingly and mockingly!
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, and he slowly blew out a smoke ring, "Last night, I informed your sister to bring her elders... to come to Qiu Group to find me at nine o'clock this morning and apologize. Now, it's timed out.
"
Huh~! On the other end of the phone, Ding Zhi heard this sentence, his face suddenly condensed, "You... are really looking for death!"
At this moment, Ding Zhi personally called to question... Under such circumstances, this man... dared to openly provoke?! This is simply!
But Chen Zongheng's expression was calm, as if there were no ripples on his face.
He spoke slowly into the phone, "I told you last night that you won't wait until late."
"Let's do this. Inform your sister and prepare a coffin for yourself."
In this world, there is only one result for anyone who dares to disobey the God of Death.
Last night, Chen Zongheng had already noticed the murderous intent in the eyes of the Ding Fei woman.
According to his habits as a god of death, it is impossible... to leave someone who has murderous intentions behind him until dawn.
The reason why he spared Ding Fei from killing her... was because she was still a woman, so he gave her one last chance.
At nine o'clock this morning, Ding Fei brought her elders... over to apologize.
Then she still has a way to survive.
It's a pity that the last hope of survival... was cut off by herself.
Don’t wait until the time comes.
The God of Death never gives...a second chance.
On the other end of the phone, Ding Zhi heard Chen Zongheng's arrogant words and was so angry that he laughed!
"Okay... okay... okay! I, Ding Zhi, have been in the world for many years... and I have never seen such an arrogant and unscrupulous person like you!!"
"Young man, you will pay the price for what you said today!" Ding Zhi's voice was ferocious, filled with murderous intent!
At this moment, the son of the Ding family was completely furious.
Looking around Jiangnan, there has never been a mortal who dared to talk to him like this!
Damn it, you are simply looking for death!
"If you have the guts, come here...let me see...just how arrogant you are?" Ding Zhi's voice was stern, holding back a monstrous murderous intention!
At this time today, this matter...can never be good!
He wants this man to understand... the consequences of offending his Ding family!!
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he didn't seem to care about Ding Ao's anger.
He took a deep drag on the cigarette and then asked calmly, "Give me an address?"