"Okay, I hope she can be your right-hand man and not a burden to you." Chen Qing always smiled and looked flawless.
Ye Feifei hummed and said nothing again.
When the car arrived at the factory, she took out her mobile phone to send a message to Xiao Ling, but found that the signal on her mobile phone was completely blocked here.
"No signal. Uncle, do you have your mobile phone?" Ye Feifei raised the mobile phone.
Chen Qing also pretended to hold his mobile phone, looked at the no service on it, and said to Ye Feifei: "Sorry, I am also in no service. Feifei, it's still too late, should I leave first?"
"We're all here, it shouldn't be that easy to leave." Ye Feifei said and strode in.
Chen Qing followed Ye Feifei, his eyes getting colder and colder, and he looked more and more weird.
When Ye Feifei reached the middle of the factory production workshop, the door was closed. The roof of the factory suddenly lit up. A man wearing a mask stood high and laughed at Ye Feifei.
"Stupid woman, how dare you come!" the man shouted.
Ye Feifei looked up at the guy, but she was quite calm, "Of course you dare to come, where is my father! Let him out."
"An old loser is worth saving at all. If I were you, I wouldn't save him." The other party said.
Ye Feifei crossed her arms and walked towards that person. She curled her lips and said with the same domineering attitude: "It's a pity that you are not me. So you can't help me make a decision. Again, as for my father, let him out.
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"Well. Since you want to see him and want to be a filial daughter, then I will show you what he is like now!" The masked man clapped his hands.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feifei heard some sounds.
"Old waste, hurry up!"
"Old waste, your daughter is also here today. Hahaha! It depends on what you do, what you will do in the future!"
Ye Feifei stood there, listening to those people talking about old trash, and she had already felt the intention to kill in her heart.
"Feifei, calm down, it's hard for us to defeat four people with two fists now. There are many of them." Chen Qing reminded from the side.
Ye Feifei nodded and waited for those people to press Mr. Chen over.
Soon, Ye Feifei saw Mr. Chen who was blindfolded and his wrists were tied. His suit was torn, and it was obvious that he had been tortured.
"Old waste, your daughter is here. Your big star daughter has Xiao Ling as her backer!" The masked man sat on a high place and lit a cigar.
"Let me go!" Mr. Chen roared.
"Hmph! A loser dares to be mean to us!" The masked man patted the table in front of him.
"I want to see my daughter." Mr. Chen's voice was a few degrees lower than before.
The masked man hummed twice, nodded to his men, and soon the men took off the mask covering Mr. Chen's eyes.
Mr. Chen squeezed his eyes. After his vision became clear, he looked at Ye Feifei and asked, "Feifei, why are you here?"
"Dad, I can't worry about you. Are you being tortured? Who are they?" Ye Feifei asked.
Mr. Chen pursed his lips into a straight line and frowned, "Feifei, I'm sorry."
"Trash, what else can you do besides saying sorry!" the masked man shouted from above. At the same time, he seemed to have thought of something and laughed again. When Mr. Chen's mood stabilized a little, he continued: "Oh,
By the way, I kept forgetting to tell you. The Chen Linchu you killed was actually your grandson."