It was already afternoon when I came out of my house. It was the first time Yan Murong met his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Although he had been back for so long before he met for the first time, Su Qingwu's parents seemed to be very satisfied with Yan Murong, and like the old man, they urged them to hold the wedding banquet as soon as possible.
"Yesterday, you were too impulsive." Su Qingwu said to Yan Murong while driving. "This will only make you passive."
"You mean I hit Zheng Wuming's younger brother?" Yan Murong sneered. "It's no big deal. I never reason with people I don't like - whoever has a hard fist will be right."
"False reason." Su Qingwu curled her lips, very disdainful of Yan Murong's words. It's an era and she still relies on her fists.
"I don't know if it's wavy or not." Yan Murong said with a smile. "But I know, Zheng Wuming dares not attack me easily now."
"If the dog is anxious, he will jump over the wall." Su Qingwu said lightly.
"Hey, this is a good word." Yan Murong laughed. "But, what can he do if he is anxious? Although he is called the first young master of Yanjing----- do you think this name is very useful?"
Su Qingwu didn't speak, but agreed with Yan Murong's words.
As Yan Murong said, Zheng Wuming's reputation is famous and his family background is not bad, but compared with Yan Murong, it is still a little worse. However, his ability to compete with Yan Murong only needs an opportunity - an opportunity to completely suppress Yan Murong.
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In a room on the third floor of the Zheng family villa, Zheng Tianlun sat in front of the computer with a gloomy face.
Perhaps the Zheng family has better genes. The three brothers Zheng Wuming are all handsome and handsome, but handsome. It’s useless to be handsome. Among the three brothers, except for Zheng Wuming, Zheng Tianlun and Zheng Xiao were all dealt with by Yan Murong.
At this time, the swelling on Zheng Tianlun's face had already gone a lot after applying an egg, but the five clear fingerprints could still be seen.
After opening his laptop and clicking on a software without any sign, Zheng Tianlun typed a line of words.
"Are you back?" Soon, the other party replied.
"I'm back." Zheng Tianlun said.
"Haha, I heard you were beaten by Yan Murong?" The other party raised any pot. Seeing this sentence, another cold light flashed in Zheng Tianlun's eyes.
"This is not something you should care about. You have been in China for almost three years and have not made any progress at all. The leader sent me back to help you----You'd better hurry up. If you delay the business, we two will wash our necks and wait to go to hell."
"There has been progressing. A few days ago, I have entered the group."
"I know." Zheng Tianlun said. "That's why the leader sent me back to assist you in your work."
As soon as Zheng Tianlun sent the message, a line of words was displayed on the software, and the other party was requesting a call.
Zheng Tianlun did not agree immediately, but took out a black box similar to a router from the suitcase he brought back, pressed the switch on it, and only agreed to the call request after seeing the indicator light on it turned green.
"Gee." A woman's voice came from the headphones. "Your Highness, it seems that you are not lucky. You were repaired by that guy as soon as I know - as far as you know, it seems that your younger brother Zheng Xiao has also been beaten by him."
"Fox, pay attention to who you are talking to." Zheng Tianlun said coldly. "If you say more nonsense, you know the consequences."
After hearing Zheng Tianlun's words, there was a moment of silence on the opposite side.
"Prince, I need time." The fox said in a deep voice.
"The time is not long." Zheng Tianlun said. "The leader asked you to complete the task within two months."
"But----" The fox was a little embarrassed. "I am just a logistics person now. It's difficult to get to the core files--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"You can solve these things yourself." Zheng Tianlun said. "I don't want to threaten you, but if you can't complete the task, you know the consequences--not only you, I can't escape."
"I understand." The fox paused before saying, "Are you going to enter Huayuan Group?"
"Yes." Zheng Tianlun said. "I have met the chairman of Huayuan Group at night, and it has left her a very bad impression."
"You are very smart," the fox said. "Thus, it will not arouse her suspicion."
"Remember, hurry up." Zheng Tianlun reminded him again. Obviously, he didn't want to continue talking. This sentence was equivalent to saying goodbye to the other party.
"I'll do my best."
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After the call between the two ended, Zheng Tianlun packed up his computer, picked up his cell phone and called a phone.
"Chief, the fox has entered the state." Although he was making a phone call, Zheng Tianlun bent down slightly and his movements were extremely humble. If Zheng Wuming was there, he would definitely be very surprised.
Of course, what surprised him was not Zheng Tianlun's attitude, but Zheng Tianlun had been in France for so many years and was in Spanish when he called.
"Very good." A sound that was obviously disguised came from the phone, like a robot.
"Chief, I have a request." Zheng Tianlun said.
"Oh? What request?"
"I need two B-level killers," said Zheng Tianlun. "I'm worried that things will not go very well."
“I will arrange it.”
After hanging up the phone, a sinister smile flashed across Zheng Tianlun's face.
"Yan Murong, haha, I am a prince, you can't beat me as long as you want. If you hit me, it's like you stepping into hell with one foot." Zheng Tianlun smiled gloomyly.
"Bang bang bang."
A knock on the door interrupted Zheng Tianlun's self-talk.
"Tianlun, aren't you sleeping? I'm the eldest brother, open the door and chat." Zheng Wuming's voice came from outside the door.
"Oh, here we come." Zheng Tianlun said. The moment he opened the door, the vicious expression on his face disappeared, and he changed into that cynical smile.
"What are you doing? You have to lock the door at home." Zheng Wuming walked in and asked with a smile as he looked at Zheng Tianlun.
"I didn't do anything." Zheng Tianlun smiled. "I just played with the computer and was about to take a shower. You came---Brother, you are so late, what are you going to talk to me about?"
"It's nothing," Zheng Wuming smiled and said. "I heard from the servant that you haven't been out all day, I'm just here to see you."
"Haha, I'm fine."
"It's fine, but there's something I want to remind you."
"What's the matter?" Zheng Tianlun asked in confusion.
"I know you're wronged." Zheng Wuming sighed, looked at his brother's slightly swollen cheeks, and said. "But you can't move him for the time being."