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Chapter three hundred and thirteenth calm down

After seeing her husband being persuaded, Meng Xue quickly questioned Zhao Cheng: "Are you afraid of being beaten by them?

Or are you bribed? My son was beaten like this and you still let us be parents calm down. Come and tell me how to calm down?"

Hearing his first wife making noise in his ear again, Wang Gang yelled directly: "Okay, go in."

It was your spoiling day by day that made him look like he is now and go in."

Faced with the roar of the head of the family, Meng Xue was determined to refute, but left angrily under Wang Gang's authority.

After Meng Xue left, Wang Gang sat on the sofa and stared at his son tightly. His intuition, who had been in business war for many years, told him that his son must have something to hide from him.

"Acheng, have they given you your fingers?"

Zhao Cheng, who was stopping the bleeding, silently took out his blood-stained finger from his pants pocket: "I'll go to the hospital for surgery later.

I just don’t know how successful the finger stitching is.”

Looking at Zhao Cheng's fingers on the table, Wang Gang, who woke up, gritted his teeth and looked at his son who was trembling with fear when he saw the blood.

Looking at him like this, Wang Gang was disappointed.

His generation of business tycoons can be said to have come from the barbaric land reclamation. None of the bosses who could become big back then had a clear hand.

When I saw my son unable to even watch this small scene, I would naturally be disappointed in him and simply ignore him.

Looking at Zhao Cheng: "Does the other party have many people?"

After carefully recalling the situation at that time, Zhao Cheng slowly shook his head: "There are not many people on the other side. First, 4 bodyguards came, and then 5 bodyguards came, which is a few fewer than ours."

When Wang Gang heard that he came in batches, he probably guessed in his heart that his "baby" son might have caused more than just what he said.

"Come in batches?" After regaining his calmness, Wang Gang looked at his son: "What else do you have to say?"

After saying this sentence in a quiet and cold manner, he stared at his son.

It’s no wonder that he has such a reaction. His company is competing with his opponents recently. During this period, others are eager to catch fire in their backyard.

How could my son easily lose his family business?

After hearing my father's voice, Wang Peng swallowed and looked at Zhao Cheng fiercely.

"There is also a girl named Wang Yue."

After saying that, he saw my father's questioning gaze and quickly spoke loudly: "I've said everything, I've said everything."

Seeing his son's cowardly appearance, Wang Gang kicked him away: "Aunt Xiong, take him down, don't embarrass me here."

"Acheng, you go down and have the surgery first. I'm going to be calculating with those people after I finish my work."

After Zhao Cheng left, only Ah Xi and Wang Gang were left in the living room.

"Boss, do we need to do things? We can tell the difference in the Demon City."

Wang Gang, wearing pajamas, leaned slowly on the back of the sofa: "During this period, we and Bai Datou are competing for the Wangke Real Estate home decoration market, so it is not advisable to make more enemies for the time being."

Wang Ke? Wang Ke! When Wang Gang said Wang Ke, he instantly remembered the previous list of changes in Wang Ke’s board of directors.

Because we have to rely on the big tree of Wang Ke, Wang Gang had already recorded the newly joined directors as early as when the changes in the board members were announced.

I didn't expect that I almost forgot at the critical moment.

Thinking of this, Wang Gang finally remembered Fang Mo, and when he thought of his son provoking the partner he wanted to "flatter" for no reason, he felt angry.

Seeing the boss's face turned pale, Ah Xi guessed that the boss should remember Fang Mo.

Judging from the boss's appearance, you know that this is someone you can't mess with, so you feel like you lower your head and pretend that you didn't see the boss's dilemma at this time.

I originally planned to take revenge after a while. After all, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but now the target he wants to take revenge is something he cannot provoke, which is very uncomfortable.

Wang Gang rubbed his face hard and cheered up.

"Ashi, let this be put in advance. Let's talk about it later."

After lowering his head, he listened to what Wang Gang said, "Okay, I'll call the brothers out to come back."

After saying that, Wang Gang, who had let go, closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and he nodded silently to agree.

After seeing that the boss had nothing to give, Ah Xi was about to leave.

Wang Gang opened his eyes: "My son should do it in the future, so I can do it more. I can do it for a few more decades, but I have the final say in the company.

Remember to turn off the lights when you go out.”

After saying that, Wang Gang closed his eyes and stopped talking.

After standing at the door and hearing the boss's speech, Ah Xi knew that the boss was reminding him that he could interrupt Wang Peng's mistakes after he was told not to be scruples.

He took a deep breath, turned off the lights in the living room before going out, leaving Wang Gang alone to sit in the darkness.

The next morning, Fang Mo woke up by the pain of his swollen right hand. After a night of recovery, although he was no longer as terrifying as when he first came back, he was still very painful and swelling visible to the naked eye.

When he got up, he accidentally used a little force on his right hand and it hurt so much that he took a breath of cold air, and his facial features were "compressed into a ball".

He carefully placed his right hand in the air, and got up with his left hand with force. Then he went to the bathroom to look at his two black circles. Fang Mo pursed his lips and shook his head: "Fang Mo, how can you see people in this way Fang Mo today?"

"Dingdong, Dingdong."

"Fang Mo, have you gotten up?"

Just as Fang Mo was talking to himself, Wang Yue rang the doorbell of his room, and only Wang Yue dared to directly ring Fang Mo's room so unscrupulously.

Listening to Wang Yue's voice outside the door, Fang Mo walked out and opened the door.

"Look, I bought you the breakfast." Wang Yue raised a box of rice noodles in front of Fang Mo: "Your favorite rice noodles and soy milk."

Looking at Wang Yue's expectation, Fang Mo smiled bitterly and moved out of the position: "Come in."

Sitting at the dining table, Fang Mo enjoyed Wang Yue's service, chewed it and said, "How is Shanshan? Is it better?"

"I haven't woken up yet, this time it's a bit of a blow to her. I don't know if she..."

"I wonder if she can return to her cute appearance in the future?"

Seeing Wang Yue stuttering Fang Mo directly explained: "This incident has been hit, but I think it's more of a growth.
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