Chapter 705, Hate!

In the yard, a thin man held a crutch on his hands and stretched his body out of the wheelchair with force.

His feet carefully landed on the ground, and then slowly took a step forward with the help of external forces.

Ta----

I just took two steps, but only two steps, and I felt my knees weak and I staggered forward.

Bang-

His whole body fell to the ground. Although the thick lawn in the yard did not make people feel pain, it made him lie there like a grass chicken with his legs chopped down and couldn't stand up for a long time.

"Damn." The man's expression was ferocious, his eyes were blood-red, like an angry coyote. "It's really damn. Why don't you die? Why don't you die?"

Not far away, the two waiters looked at each other carefully and looked at each other. Although they were still hesitant in their eyes, they still trotted over. They each held one side of the man's arms and then carried him to a wheelchair to sit.

"Young Master, your crutch." A clever pick up the two crutches from the ground and handed them over with flattery faces.

The young man took the crutch and then hit his head with a crutch.

The waiter didn't expect that his plea would bring such a harsh blow. He stood there with bloody heads and forgot to escape.

Another honest man saw that the young master was angry and hurriedly avoided him from afar. He did not seek merit, but he did not want to be beaten.

They also knew his character when they served the eldest son. Since he returned from the nursing home, he had walked in the yard every afternoon. However, every time it ended with failure and falling to the ground.

They also kindly stepped forward and said they wanted to help him walk. But the young master not only did not appreciate it, but instead scolded them like crazy. From then on, they never dared to say anything to help him walk again.

However, their disaster did not end there.

Although they don’t have to help the eldest master walk, can they pretend to ignore it when the eldest master falls to the ground?

So, at this time, both of them were extremely uneasy. The young man scolded him at the least, and beat him at the worst, which made them suffer a lot.

If it were someone else, they would probably have quit their jobs long ago. They couldn't do it. Their parents and elders all had a close relationship with this family and they couldn't leave. So they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

Every day before going to bed, they would pray to God: First, please be in a good mood, second, please be able to run with your legs.

"You two fools who are killing, even you dare to make fun of me - what kind of shit are you? Even a dog is better than you. I can kill you if I move a finger - you all get out of here, and you will go away. Don't let us see you anymore. Go to death - all die. I'm dead clean-"

That guy's 'Young Master, your crutch' violated his reverse scale. He was unwilling to listen to words that had anything to do with paralysis and crutches.

When the young master was angry, the two of them looked down without saying anything, looking fearful of admitting their mistakes.

In this case, the young master vented for a while and naturally calmed down.

If they dare to look at him or take a casual glance at his broken leg, then what awaits them will be a more fierce storm.

At this moment, a short old man walked in quickly and saw the scene in front of him, his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

He rushed to the guy who was smart, slapped him in the face, and shouted: "What have you two idiots done to make the young master angry? Are you pig's brains? Can't even say a word? Can't do anything well in human affairs? Why don't you get out of here quickly, it will make you annoying to watch."

Both waiters knew that the old man was doing it for their own good, and did not say thank you, so they turned around and ran towards the backyard.

The old man then walked to the lame man and said with a serious look on his face: "Young Master, this is all my fault. I have not educated these idiots well. If you turn around, I will make someone beat them hard - if you are unhappy, just scold me a few words to relieve me."

The lame man glanced at the old man and said in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

In just two minutes, the murderous intent on the man's face had disappeared, and his face was as deep as quiet water, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Young master, someone is here on Boyi." said the old man.

A sharp look flashed in the lame man's eyes, but he said quietly: "Let him come in."

"Okay, I'll bring him in now." The old man agreed and trotted outside.

In less than two minutes, Guo Yunzong, wearing white casual outfit, walked into the yard.

When he saw the man sitting in a wheelchair, he felt like his body was tight.

Even if this mad dog is a mad dog with broken legs, every time he sees him, he still feels like he is coveted and followed by wild beasts.

"Young Master, today's sun is good. It's a good choice to come out and see the scenery." Guo Yunzong said with a smile, and took the initiative to say hello to the lame man.

He didn't know what happened just now, and he thought that a lame man was in a good mood when he came out to bask in the sun.

"Are you here just to tell me this nonsense?" The lame man looked at him with sharp eyes and asked.

The smile on Guo Yunzong's face became stiff, he calmed down and said seriously: "I mainly want to come and see the eldest son."

"Look at whether my legs are still lame? Look at me feeling embarrassed when I fall to the ground and can't get up?" The man's words became even sharper. "Do I want to say thank you to you?"

Guo Yunzong now understood that all the words to win over love are nonsense, and he only cares about one thing.

"Global Xiwen Laimer arrived in China, and both Boyi and Huasheng wanted to invest in China." Guo Yunzong said. "I invited Xiwen Laimer and his party to have dinner at noon. Tang Chong took Huasheng's chairman Sun Wenlin to the hotel to intercept it. He also came over and threatened that no one could stop what he was going to do."

"What?" asked the lame man.

"We must be the one who won the final victory." Unable to help, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of Guo Yunzong's mouth. "I want to slap him hard with the facts. Let this ignorant bastard get some lessons. He is not God, not omnipotent."

Guo Yunzong really hated Tang Chong so much. He hated him to the flesh and bone marrow.

He never knew that a person could be so disgusting. Tang Chong's repeated blows and blows to him again and again - whether it is mental or physical blow, they are nightmares that he cannot erase.

If Tang Chong is not dead, this hatred cannot be eliminated.

Even though he can't get rid of him for the time being, as long as he can give him some setbacks and make him feel unhappy, he will feel extremely satisfied.

He even doubted that in this world, what else is more happy than making Tang Chong unhappy?

Originally, according to the shame and blows he suffered, he had no confidence to challenge Tang Zhong again.

However, with the addition of this man and the support of a huge force behind him, he jumped out again. He believed that he must be the one who won the final victory.

This time, it is their chance to fight back.

"Then go and do it quickly." The lame man said ruthlessly. "What are you here to do? Are you here to report the situation or predict victory? If you report the situation, I already know. Predict victory? Is it too early?"

"I understand. Everything is under control." Guo Yunzong quickly explained. "I am-I thought this would make the eldest son feel better."

The lame man's eyes trembled, and then his eyes stared at Guo Yunzong standing in front of him.

Guo Yunzong's body tensed again.

He felt the feeling of being stared at by a wild beast, as if it could swallow itself as soon as it opened its mouth.

Guo Yunzong knew that he was saying the wrong thing. Since the eldest young master didn't like others saying that he was lame, why should he pull it on it?

He said this news to make him feel better. Isn’t it mean that he was in a bad mood before? Why was he in a bad mood? It was because he was knocked off his leg.

Just as Guo Yunzong was hesitating whether to apologize, the lame man suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

He smiled so crazy and so unscrupulously.

He pointed a finger at Guo Yunzong and said, "Do you think this will make me happy? Not enough. This is not enough. If you can break one of his legs, I will be happy - I will be happy."

Universal Pictures's big boss Xiwen Lemel's trip to China has attracted the attention of media around the world, but their activities have been quite low-key these days and they have refused to accept interviews from any media.

It was not until the fourth day of his visit to China that Xiwen Lemur decided to accept an interview with the most influential China's "Huaxia Daily".

Mao Shancun, a veteran reporter from the China Times Daily, took the initiative in person, and the interview scene was harmonious. The two sides were very excited and the host and guests were all happy.

"Mr. Lemel, what do you think is your biggest gain in this trip to China?" As the interview was about to end, Buttercup asked habitually.

"I have gained the enthusiasm of movie fans." Xiwen Lemel said. "Art has no borders. The world is not only accompanied by Americans, Europeans, but also Asians. I know that countless movie fans are accompanying the world to grow together."

"I'm also a Universal Fan." Buttercup said with a smile. "What else?"

"Oh. And some of the sincerity of the company." said Xiwen Lemel. "Their enthusiasm makes me unable to refuse."

The buttercup's eyes flashed instantly, and immediately grasped the problem and kept chasing it, saying: "Mr. Laimer means that - Global will cooperate with the entertainment company in China? I want to know, is this company Huasheng Entertainment?"
Chapter completed!