1811: C1811 Chairman Chen's Anger

C1811 Chairman Chen's Anger

Meng Jincheng pointed at the back of Su Fangfei and the other two girls who had left in a hurry and said with some surprise.0

"You go and take a look. I have to stay in the hall and help take care of these guests." Meng Shiqing frowned and replied in a low voice.

Meng Jincheng nodded and did not say anything else. He quickly chased after them.

Meng Jincheng had just left when the chairman of Abundant Chen Group, who had just received the call, walked into the hall with a gloomy expression.

"What happened? Why did Jincheng leave in such a hurry?"

Chen Zheng sat next to his wife and raised his eyebrows. He was a little surprised.

"I think something happened at the back of the hall. "Oh right, did your son call you? " Where is he? "

The beautiful woman Lv Xinyi looked at her husband and asked.

Chen Zheng looked at his wife and then looked at Meng Ran's empty seat. After a few moments of hesitation, he hid what Chen Yu told him.

"My wife, I'm sorry. I can't let my daughter marry that bastard son of Chang'an!

"It's nothing. Yu'er returned home for a while. Zixuan will soon come with him." Chen Zheng picked up the slightly cool teacup and said expressionlessly.

After the phone call just now, he already knew about Chen Yu's general situation.

What he didn't expect was that this son of his old classmate's temperament was completely different from what Meng Changan had said!

He clearly knew that Chen Yu was his son, but he still dared to beat up Chen Yu's girlfriend. This was truly lawless!

At the same time, Chen Zheng's dissatisfaction and resentment towards Meng Changan, this old classmate and wife, were like wild grass growing in the spring.

In Chen Zheng's view, Meng Changan knew that his son was acting recklessly, but he did not discipline him strictly. He even wanted Chen Zixuan to marry into the Meng Family. He lied to him.

To call a hooligan who only knew how to fight and fight, an ignorant and incompetent hooligan, an honest and honest young man, wasn't this deliberately deceiving him?

"Soong Shuling! You clearly know that your son hit my son. When you saw me, you pretended as if nothing had happened! "I, Chen Zheng, am really blind to know your family!

Slap!

The more he thought about it, the angrier Chen Senior Board Director became. He gritted his teeth so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. Both of his eyes were on the verge of shooting out flames. He smashed the teacup that had been brought to his mouth onto the table in an instant, causing tea to splatter in all directions!

"Ah Zheng? What happened to you?" Lv Xinyi was still worried about what had happened to the Meng Family. She was shocked and looked at her husband in panic.

"I'm fine!" Chen Zheng's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of his face. He suppressed his anger and replied.

"You are so angry that your face turned green, and you still say that you are fine? What exactly happened? Could it be that Yu'er has caused some trouble?"

Lv Xinyi gently held her husband's palm, wanting to help him relieve his worries, but who knew that Chen Zheng, whose anger had already reached his chest, pushed his wife away in front of everyone!

He shouted with a fierce face. "I said it's okay!"

"Ah Zheng, you?" Lv Xinyi stared blankly at her husband who had slept with her for more than 20 years. She felt as if she had just met him for the first time. She felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.

Chen Zheng's fury caused the wealthy and famous people in the reception hall to instantly become silent. No one dared to look up at him, as they were afraid of getting into trouble.

At this moment, Meng Jincheng, who had followed Su Fangfei and Fang Rubing to the back hall, saw the scene in front of him with his own eyes. He was dumbstruck.

The eldest son of the Meng Family, his uncle, the second in command in the official circles of Ling State City, was now like a dead dog, being dragged to the ground by a young man!

Step by step, he walked towards them!

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