Jiang Wenzhuo sneered: "You don't need to thank me, because even if you get out now, I will tell the Zheng family that a thief came out of their family and came here to stain my eyes. The Zheng family won't do anything about this."
I'm afraid it won't work if I explain it to you."
"Of course, I can also give you a chance. As long as you kneel down and beg me, I can let you go. How about that?"
Ye Hao smiled faintly and did not respond.
However, he didn't respond. Luo Donghong beside him couldn't help it anymore: "Master Jiang, are you sick?"
Luo Donghong originally wanted to make friends with Ye Hao, but he never had the chance. He invited Ye Hao to attend the Genting Auction, which was just a little apology.
Before, he thought Ye Hao was a low-key person, so he kept watching, but when he heard someone scolding him for being stupid, he really couldn't help it.
"President Luo, won't the existence of this son-in-law stain my eyes?" Jiang Wenzhuo said matter-of-factly. Of course he knew Luo Donghong, but Aunt Ye behind him was also a big shot in the provincial capital. From this perspective
Frankly speaking, he really looked down on the president of a bank in a prefecture-level city. Especially now that Luo Donghong seemed to be standing up for Ye Hao, he was even more unhappy.
In his opinion, it was because of Ye Hao that he was in the position of being a weakling. If he did not find an opportunity to kill Ye Hao, he would not be able to swallow this breath.
Today he can kill Ye Hao, and get to know Nalanruo from the provincial capital. Maybe he can also take the opportunity to get rid of Aunt Ye who makes him take drugs every night, and eat delicious and young food. Don't mention working hard at this moment.
.
When he thought of this, he actually took a step forward, stared at Luo Donghong coldly, and said: "President Luo, others are afraid of you as the president, but I am not afraid. You may call me the president in a nice way, or the shopkeeper in a bad way."
, if it weren’t for those of us who have
Rich people deposit their money in your bank. How can you be arrogant? I am also a distinguished guest of your commercial bank. You try to touch me? If you dare to touch me, I will transfer all the Jiang family's money tomorrow.
, so that you can’t eat and walk around!”
"Pah——"
Luo Donghong was really angry at this moment. Originally, he was a very well-off man, but now a young master from a third-rate family actually dared to threaten him? He slapped him away almost subconsciously.
The slap was so loud that Jiang Wenzhuo's face suddenly swelled up, making it painful to look at it.
"You..." Jiang Wenzhuo covered his face and almost cried. What's going on? Isn't this Luo Donghong afraid of the negative impact? He actually dares to hit himself?
And he struck so hard that he almost fainted with this slap.
"Master Jiang, let's end this matter here." Nalanruo, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke and then walked directly to the auction house.
Although she didn't know Jiang Wenzhuo's background, she did know who Luo Donghong was. The Luo family in the provincial capital was not a family that was easy to mess with.