200: C200 Yan Xinghe's Grief

C200 Yan Xinghe's Grief

"Is that so? "Then your appearance was rather timely."

With that, a black shadow flashed.

whoosh *

"Bam!"

A dull sound rang out as Yan Xinghe's assistant flew out.

And that video phone, had already landed in Yue Feng's hands.

"You …"

Before Yan Xinghe could even react, he saw his assistant lying paralyzed on the ground.

"Just now, he got someone to teach me a lesson in the bar. I don't think that was Director Yan's order."

Yue Feng sneered.

These words caused Yan Xinghe to choke.

In front of Lu Jianhua and He Mengda, he would never admit it.

"Director Yan, what's going on?"

Sure enough, Lu Jianhua asked.

"Hmph, I don't know about this."

Yan Xinghe snorted coldly. His expression also darkened.

"That's good."

Yue Feng smiled and casually threw the phone away.

"Pa!"

Ye Zichen stepped on the screen, causing his phone to become useless.

"You …"

The corners of Yan Xinghe's mouth twitched.

"Director Yan, teach your men a good lesson in the future."

Yue Feng smiled and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Yan Xinghe suddenly shouted.

"What, Director Yan still has matters to attend to?"

Yue Feng tilted his head slightly.

"Yue Feng, I advise you to think it over carefully. Chu Tianyu would not be willing to lay his hands on the Chu Clan for you." And I will be the one to buy the Nine Regions Company sooner or later. "

Yan Xinghe said.

He guessed that it was because of the relationship between Yue Feng and Chu Tianyu that the Greencloud Association dared not attack Yue Feng.

However, to him, Yan Xinghe, he did not need to worry about Chu Tianyu.

No matter what, Chu Tianyu was not a core member of the Chu Clan.

Even Chu Tianyu's father, Chu Junhao, was secretly depicted as a person abandoned by the Chu Clan.

Thus, Yan Xinghe believed that the Chu Clan would not come here to stir up trouble for Yue Feng.

In turn, he, Yan Xinghe, would use this charity auction's platform to get closer to the Chu Clan.

This was because he knew, Chu Wujiang would definitely come to participate in this auction.

"Is that so? I'm looking forward to it. "

Yue Feng said calmly.

"Hmph, boy, just you wait."

Yan Xinghe said fiercely.

"Let's wait and see."

Yue Feng left without saying anything.

Yan Xinghe looked at Yue Feng's back, the flames of anger in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

"Director Yan …"

the assistant shouted, his throat tearing. He was still paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up.

"You're fired, go to the hospital yourself."

Yan Xinghe said, and immediately threw a red note to him.

"The two of you, let's go."

Yan Xinghe turned around and left with He Mengda and Han Xiangzi in tow.

At the same time, Yue Feng had already returned to the Nine Regions Corporation.

At this time, it was already time to get off work. It was just that Shen Yihan was still working overtime in her office.

After Yue Feng and Han Yalan told them about what had happened previously, he also mentioned about tomorrow's auction.

"Mm, this Yihan also mentioned it to me. At tomorrow's auction, I will use the excuse of talking about items to divert Mo Zifeng's attention. At that time, it will be up to you guys. "

Han Yalan said.

After the two chatted for a while, Shen Yihan also walked out of the office.

"Let's go back first." There's something we need to talk about when we get back. "

Shen Yihan said with a briefcase still hanging from her hand.

"Alright."

Yue Feng said and went downstairs to get his car.

Han Yalan drove Yue Feng's Lamborghini while Yue Feng drove the Maserati to carry Shen Yihan.0

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