Jiang Wenzhuo sneered: "You don't have to thank me, because even if you get out of here, I will tell the people of the Zheng family that a thief has appeared in their family and has come here to taint my eyes. If the Zheng family doesn't give me an explanation for this matter, it's probably not possible."

"Of course, I can give you a chance, as long as you kneel down and beg me, I can let you go, how about?"

Ye Hao smiled faintly, but no response.

However, he did not respond, and Luo Donghong next to him couldn't help it at this moment: "Young Master Jiang, are you sick, are you?"

Luo Donghong had originally wanted to make friends with Ye Hao, but he had never had the chance to invite Ye Hao to the Genting Auction, but it was just a little apology.

Before, because he thought Ye Hao was a low-key person, he kept watching, but when he heard someone calling him stupid, he really couldn't help it.

"General President Luo, won't this son-in-law be tainted by my eyes?" Jiang Wenzhuo looked at it for granted. Of course he knew Luo Donghong, but the Aunt Ye behind him was also a big shot in the provincial capital. From this perspective, he really didn't look down on the president of the bank in a mere prefecture-level city. Especially at this moment, Luo Donghong looked like he was about to stand up for Ye Hao, and he was even more unhappy.

In his opinion, he fell to the point of being a soft-hearted person because of Ye Hao. He couldn't swallow his anger if he didn't find a chance to kill Ye Hao.

Today, he could kill Ye Hao and get to know Nalan Ruo from the provincial capital. Maybe he could take the opportunity to get rid of Aunt Ye who made him take drugs every night and eat a sweet and young soft rice. At this moment, he worked so hard.

As soon as he thought of this, he took a step forward, stared at Luo Donghong coldly, and said, "President Luo, others are afraid of you, the president, I am not afraid. You call it the president, to put it bluntly, you call it the shopkeeper. If we rich people don't have the money in your bank, how can you be qualified to be a hero? I am also a VIP of your commercial bank. Try to touch me? If you dare to touch me, I will transfer all the money from our Jiang family tomorrow, so that you can't afford to eat!"

"Ba"

Luo Donghong was really angry at this moment. He was originally a very cunning person, but at this moment, a young master from a third-rate family dared to threaten him? He almost subconsciously slapped him out.

The slap sounded, and Jiang Wenzhuo's face suddenly became swollen, making people feel pain when they looked at it.

"You..." Jiang Wenzhuo covered his face and almost cried. What's the situation? Isn't this Luo Donghong afraid of the bad influence? He really dares to hit him?

And he was so ruthless that he almost knocked himself out of touch with this slap.

"Young Master Jiang, let's do this." Nalan Ruo, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke and then walked straight to the auction hall.

Although she didn't know what Jiang Wenzhuo's background was, she knew who Luo Donghong was. The Luo family in the provincial capital was not a family that was easy to mess with.


Chapter completed!