Chapter 54 Strikes hard

Author: Digging wild vegetables

Chapter 54 Strikes hard

"This damn girl doesn't care about the marriage I've found for her. She insists on getting involved with that Chen Yiqian!" Shen Baicheng sat next to the seat with an angry look on his face.

The meal that the aunt at home had just prepared was almost completely ruined, and broken porcelain pieces fell on the floor. Shen Baicheng's son stood in the middle of the living room and was so frightened that he cried. Shen Baicheng was so angry that the whole room was full of people. roar.

"Come here! Take care of your son!" Shen Baicheng roughly grabbed the boy's arm and dragged him to Hou Cuicui, "I've had enough for a long time. It's okay for Shen Yao to be ungrateful. You two Come here and cause trouble for me!"

He ignored the mother and son who were so frightened that they shed tears. He just took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and gasped.

At that time, he shouldn't have saved face for Shen Yao, he should have just captured her and stuffed her into Mr. Jin's bed, which would have saved her so much trouble.

He only has a daughter, and she can only help her say a few words in front of Mr. Jin. When the time comes and he does everything smoothly, how can Shen Yao not benefit at all?

This girl is just following her mother. She doesn't understand anything clearly and doesn't care about the overall situation.

Shen Baicheng pressed his aching head, stood up and walked out of the room. Before leaving, he glared at Hou Cuicui who was kneeling on the ground, and scolded them hundreds of times in his heart.

Because of this matter, Jin Minghui is not even willing to answer his phone calls now. He can only take some time to wait for Jin Minghui downstairs in Qianzhou, hoping that adding some money and treating people to a meal will make Jin Minghui change his mind.

Shen Baicheng drove to Qianzhou's gate. At this time, it was about half an hour before Qianzhou's scheduled get off work time. He parked the car aside and stared at the gate, fearing that someone might accidentally get off work. Missed Jin Minghui's trace.

Jin Minghui works in the marketing department of Qianzhou and can be regarded as a middle-level manager. He usually only relies on his qualifications but no strength. He is mainly a reverse exploitative capitalist.

As soon as he accompanied Meng Qian to the company gate today, he was caught by Shen Baicheng, who had been waiting for a long time again.

"Mr. Jin, Mr. Jin! It's me, old Shen." Shen Baicheng took two bottles of wine from the trunk of the car and walked to Jin Minghui. He kept glancing at Meng Qian with his eyes, for fear that others wouldn't notice. to him.

When Jin Minghui saw Shen Baicheng with a smile on his face, his eyelids twitched inadvertently, and an unknown premonition surged in his heart.

He quickly stepped forward and hugged Shen Baicheng, holding his arm with his arm and pulling him aside, but Shen Baicheng avoided it lightly.

Shen Baicheng walked straight to Meng Qian and stretched out his hands: "Oh, this is Mr. Meng. He is young and really talented."

Meng Qian drooped his eyebrows, not interested in Shen Baicheng's deliberate efforts to please him. Unlike Chen Yiqian, who was a show-off, he didn't even bother to give him an extra glance.

Shen Baicheng's hands could only hover in mid-air awkwardly, and finally retracted, wiping them on the hem of his clothes in embarrassment.

Forget it, ambitious young people always have a higher level of ambition, which is understandable.

"Mr. Meng, I am Shen Baicheng. I may have something to do with Mr. Jin in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jin Minghui's heart was so frightened that it almost jumped out of his chest. Now that Shen Baicheng's daughter has caught up with Chen Yiqian, there is no one she can like.

If Mr. Xiao Meng accidentally said a few words in front of Chen Yiqian, his ashes would probably be floating in the sea before tomorrow.

"Tsk, what can't be said? It will happen sooner or later." Shen Baicheng was a little flustered, fearing that the appointment with Jin Minghui would go to waste again, "Aren't you very satisfied with my Yaoyao? "

His Yaoyao?

Meng Qian was about to take a step forward but retracted it at this moment. He remembered the person's self-introduction and related some things together.

"Is your daughter Shen Yao?"

Shen Baicheng was suddenly stunned and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Mr. Meng, do you know my daughter?"

He guessed that Meng Qian seemed to be somewhat interested in Shen Yao, and hurriedly introduced him to him. If Shen Yao's marriage to Jin Minghui failed, it would be a good idea for her to marry Meng Qian.

"There is a very popular variety show recently called Pastoral Style. My daughter is a regular guest there. But she is a little bit disobedient. She is not willing to marry such a nice person like Mr. Jin. You said she has great taste. Is it high?"

Shen Baicheng continued to chatter on the side, but did not notice that Meng Qian standing aside had quietly changed his expression.

"That girl doesn't know how to be grateful at all"

Just as Shen Baicheng's words were stuck in his mouth, Meng Qian's fist rushed directly into his cheek, hard and fast, and even caused a gust of wind in his ears.

"Mr. Xiao Meng, calm down, this is the entrance of the company!" Jin Minghui's sinister face trembled, and he couldn't help feeling regretful in his heart.

He shouldn't get involved with Shen Baicheng, an indistinct person. Meng Qian was just a name in Qianzhou, and occasionally he would bump into Shen Baicheng when he came to the company.

How could a middle-aged man who works in the office all day compare with a young and strong young man? Not to mention that Meng Qian had just killed Shen Baicheng, and Jin Minghui brought several security guards at the Qianzhou gate. I almost couldn't hold Meng Qian back.

It wasn't until Meng Qian deliberately relaxed some strength that he separated the two people who were struggling together.

"Mr. Meng, what are you doing!" Jin Minghui looked at the wound on Meng Qian's forehead and wiped the sweat from his head, "At the entrance of the company, this has such a bad impact."

Meng Qian patted the dust that had accidentally stuck to his pants, raised his eyebrows, and stared at Jin Minghui standing aside with a sinister look.

"What am I going to do? This old guy took care of it for you today. If anyone dares to set their sights on Shen Yao, I will do it with you."

Jin Minghui froze on the spot, his body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, his mind went blank, and he even lost the ability to talk.

"Mr. Xiao Meng..."

Jin Minghui still wanted to struggle to argue a few words, but was interrupted by Meng Qian raising his hand.

He looked at Jin Minghui and frowned, and his words were full of warning: "Don't let me see you again."

"Mr. Meng! I have been with you for so long, and I have worked hard without any credit!" Jin Minghui took two quick steps forward and grabbed Meng Qian's trousers. The flesh on his face was squeezed together, which looked particularly funny.

Meng Qian knelt down and patted his face contemptuously: "Credit and hard work are things only talents can do. You are just a dog I keep by my side."

Jin Minghui sat paralyzed in the same place, yes, this is the real Meng Qian.

He once naively thought that Meng Qian was a man with no temper, who always looked lazy and lacked energy.

To this day, he knows where his temper was, but he was just lucky and didn't hit the muzzle of his gun.
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