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"This person is... Chen Feng?" Yang Chen finally recognized this poor guy, but he didn't expect it to be him.
Chen Feng at this moment is a far cry from the last time he saw him. His thin face was sallow, his hair was messed up like rolling through the grass, his cheeks were sunken, and there were a lot of scratches and bruises on his body.
What is even more illegible is his muddled, madly laughing expression. It is not so much a human being, as it is an irrational humanoid animal.
The original Young Master of the Chen family now looks like a man without a ghost or a ghost.
However, Yang Chen didn't mean to pity him. Karma has its own retribution. Chen Feng's today is also the result of bullying others in the past.
Zhang Ying's gaze looking at Chen Feng was obviously full of viciousness. It was Chen Feng who ruined her life. She had no reason not to hate him.
"Yes, but he is no longer called Chen Feng, he is just a dog I raised!" Zhang Ying said, a rope in his hand suddenly tugged!
Just now, Chen Feng, who was still struggling with Lin Kun, suddenly screamed and was dragged to the ground, and then quickly climbed to Zhang Ying's heel like a dog, and began to lick Zhang Ying's toes that were exposed outside the sandals.
At this time, Yang Chen noticed that Chen Feng's neck was covered with a leather collar for pets, and the rope was grasped by Zhang Ying!
Chen Feng's actions have completely lost his reason at all, obviously he has become crazy after receiving too much stimulation.
"Every time I see this beast, I want to shoot him, but my sister won't let it." Zhang Hu said cruelly.
"Killing him is too cheap for him, and I will torture him. He used to play with me, so I let him be played by other men. Every night there are brothers and sisters who were bullied by him to play with him. It's not too late," Zhang Ying said naturally, "Mr. Yang, do I still need my pet to serve that old man?"
Yang Chen looked at Lin Kun who had passed out in pain, and said blankly: "You can figure it out by yourself. It's still the same sentence, as long as you don't die, everything else doesn't matter."
After speaking, Yang Chen turned and left. He didn't mind to look at these things in front of him. Whether it was Lin Kun or Chen Feng, their results were no longer important.
But things in the world always fail to keep up with the plan.
When Yang Chen drove back to the hospital, Zhang Hu called again, and the information he told Yang Chen made Yang Chen stunned—Lin Kun, crazy!
After repeated attempts to retaliate, he was thrown into a trash can and tied up by mercenaries. In addition to losing the only shares of Yulei International, Lin Kun, who had almost nothing, was disheartened, and now he was deprived of the last trace of dignity as a man by a beast like Chen Feng...
He was originally a child of a rich family, who had been indulging in love for half his life, but ended up so tragically.
For Lin Kun, going crazy may actually be a relief.
Yang Chen only asked Zhang Hu to send Lin Kun to the Zhonghai lunatic asylum, and Zhang Hu knew what to do with other things.
Just as Yang Chen was a little embarrassed about Lin Kun's madness, he suddenly received a call from Mo Qianni. This beautiful boss never gave herself a good face. Even if she saved her this time, she still owed her money and called Yang Chen very helpless.
"Hey, what's Miss Mo's instructions?" Yang Chen said weakly.
Mo Qianni on the other end of the phone was a little annoyed, "What's wrong? Listening to your tone, you are aggrieved when talking to me, or what?"
"Don't feel wronged, flattered." Yang Chen frowned, this woman was really fine.
Mo Qianni snorted on the other end, "I'm telling you, this lady invited you to dinner today, don't know the good people."
Yang Chen was very suspicious, and asked vigilantly: "Ms. Mo won't want me to go to where to eat to collect debts, right?"
"Go to death Yang Chen! This young lady is very compassionate and wants to thank you for saving me, so she invites you to a meal. Do you think I am the kind of woman who has nothing to look for and is insensitive!?"
It was originally... Yang Chen slandered, but he responded. After all, there was no reason to refuse, and he was really hungry.
"Then you come to the company's parking lot, and I will drive together." Mo Qianni finished speaking and hung up the phone irreversibly.
Yang Chen was hungry and speeded up, and soon came to the underground parking lot of Yulei International. It was already off work now, and there were almost no cars in the parking lot.
Mo Qianni's red Audi a4 was parked in a small corner, while the owner of the car was looking at the watch and waiting for him.
Mo Qianni has changed to casual clothes, a black gauze dress, which properly wraps her slender waist and straight buttocks, and a pair of white jade-like slender legs are under crystal-colored high heels. The long, smooth black hair that was put down complements the whole person's attire. The pretty face of a little fandai is still so full of intellectual beauty, which is in line with the jewels and jade of traditional oriental beauties.
If it hadn't been for the woman's cruelty, Yang Chen would have been overwhelmed by the style of Mo Qianni's imperial sister just like other men.
"Get in the car." Mo Qianni didn't talk nonsense, and when she saw Yang Chen coming, she immediately opened the car door and sat in the cab.
After Yang Chen got in the car, Mo Qianni turned on the speaker, a delicate silver ipod was connected to the aux mode, and an old song by Chen Shuhua, "Dream Time" floated melodiously in the car.
Mo Qianni didn't take the initiative to speak to Yang Chen, and drove the car on her own.
After the car drove onto the highway, Yang Chen was slightly surprised to find that Mo Qianni’s iPods were full of classic old songs, even including old-fashioned European and American bands such as the Rolling Stones and The Beatles.
"It seems that you are very nostalgic," Yang Chen sighed, this young urban girl had such a side.
Mo Qianni gave Yang Chen a white look, "New things are always easy to forget, and the things that are not forgotten are worthy of aftertaste..." After finishing speaking, she paused, "I don't understand what you said to a vulgar person. "
"I understand," Yang Chen said seriously: "I thought Jessica Alba from Hollywood was very beautiful, hot and sexy enough, but after she became pregnant, I felt that Monroe, who had been dead for many years, was even worse. It smells."
Mo Qianni almost didn't spray a mouthful of blood on the steering wheel. If she didn't want to step on the gas pedal, she really wanted to kick this shameless guy down!
The next journey seemed very quiet, only the British rock in the car played a soothing rhythm.
When the car stopped, Mo Qianni said, "Here, get off."
Yang Chen looked out the window in wonder, wondering if he had made a mistake, he couldn't help but pointed to the neon sign in front and asked: "Are you sure we are eating here?"
"Can't it?" Mo Qianni asked with an ugly face.
Yang Chen shook his head, "I'm just wondering how you came to eat here. I thought you would take me to some high-end and elegant restaurants and have a Western or French meal, which matches your identity."
"I like to eat food stalls and street food, so unfortunately you guessed it wrong." Mo Qianni glared at Yang Chen, "Get off!"
The food stall is the food stall. Of course Yang Chen doesn't matter, as long as someone pays for himself, he doesn't have a wallet.
Along the river in the suburbs of Zhonghai, the business of food stalls is booming like a long dragon, which is out of sight. The tents of various colors are supported by bamboo or metal poles, and vary in size.
The colorful neon lights illuminate the names of the food stalls, and there is a constant flow of people on the street. To Yang Chen's surprise, most people are white-collar workers in Zhonghai City, and many men and women wear suits and uniforms. When they came, some were too hot, hung their suits and ties on their hands, talking and laughing along the street.
The wind by the river can slightly relieve the heat at this time, so it is not particularly uncomfortable, and the air in this area is also much better. But the taste of aquatic products and fruits and vegetables still gives the place a unique flavor of the countryside, which may be what people in the city need.
But no matter how lively people are, Mo Qianni in a black gauze skirt is still a beautiful scenery when walking among the crowd.
If it weren't when her eyes were rounded and accusing someone, Mo Qianni was indeed a charming stunner, with a dignified and beautiful appearance, with light steps and a slender waist, her beautiful buttocks seemed particularly hot.
When Yang Chen walked with such a woman, it easily attracted the envy of many men.
"Do you come here often?" Yang Chen didn't know that there was such a place in Zhonghai City, and he looked around freshly and asked immediately.
Mo Qianni nodded, "I haven't been here for a long time."
"There are so many stores, which one to choose?" Yang Chen found that the surrounding food stalls were dazzling. Although they were similar, the level of cooking must be high and low.
Mo Qianni glanced at him and said, "Just follow me."
Yang Chen didn't ask any more, he found that Mo Qianni was very quiet after coming here. It was not ordinary not to speak, but she seemed to be thinking about something, falling into some kind of memory.
After walking for seven or eight minutes, under the leadership of Mo Qianni, Yang Chen walked to a store called "Chuanxiang Food Stall" with ordinary business, and knew that it was a food stall with Shu flavor without asking.
A woman with slightly white hair and a fat body in the store saw Mo Qianni and walked up with joy, "Nizi, it's been a long time since I came, I want to kill your sister-in-law!"
Mo Qianni also showed a sincere and gentle smile, stepped forward and hugged the woman, without taking into account the oil stains that might be on the woman's body.
"Sister-in-law Xiang, I have been busy with work recently. I invited a friend to dinner today. I just came here to see you when I was free." Mo Qianni smiled while holding the hand of the sister-in-law.
Sister Xiang glanced at Yang Chen behind Mo Qianni, with a weird smile on her face, with a clear look, "This is your girl’s boyfriend. If you invite a friend to eat or not, you can find a boyfriend. Don't talk to Xiang's wife!"
Mo Qianni blushed and shook her hand quickly, "No, Xiangsao, he is my good friend's husband, who happens to be my colleague. Today he did me a favor and invited him to a meal."
"It turned out to be like this..." Sister Xiang smiled a little regretfully, and greeted her: "Friends of Nizi, don't be polite. Sit down quickly. The first time you come, Sister-in-law will cook for you without money!"
Yang Chen thanked him, and after sitting down at a small table with Mo Qianni, Xiang's wife served tea and went to the cooking place to work.
"You know this boss very well, is it your relative?" Yang Chen asked curiously.
Mo Qianni drank a sip of tea, wiped the delicate sweat beads on her forehead, and said: "Sister Xiang is my fellow. When I first came to Zhonghai a few years ago, I was not familiar with the land. She helped me a lot. good."
"It turns out that you are from Sichuan Province," Yang Chen was a little surprised. "In the hospital before, you said you met Ruoxi several years ago. Then you came to Zhonghai by yourself when you were 13 or 4 years old?"
"Why, is it weird?" Mo Qianni asked back.
Yang Chen shook his head, "I just admire that you, a 13- or 4-year-old girl who came to such a big city alone, has been able to achieve where she is today in so many years. But how could your parents let you be People come here?"
Mo Qianni's eyes were a little dim, and she whispered: "My hometown is in the mountains. It is very poor. I live on a few acres of terraced fields throughout the year. My dad fell ill and died when I was thirteen. I didn't even know that he died. What kind of disease did I get. My mother had a hard time raising me alone, so she remarried to another man in the village."
Yang Chen Nene could not speak, but Mo Qianni was so gloomy and gloomy behind her glamorous beauty.
"You don't agree with your mother to remarry, so you left your hometown alone?" Yang Chen asked after being silent for a while.
"No", Mo Qianni turned her head, tucked her hand in the corner of her eye, and said: "Anyway, I have a reason to leave there. Besides, there is no junior high school, no high school, and no university there. I don't want to waste my life there. ."
Yang Chen noticed that Mo Qianni's eyes were red. Knowing that she didn't want to think about it, she didn't ask much, and changed the subject: "You brought me here for dinner, you won't just come to talk to the villager."
Mo Qianni gave Yang Chen a white look, "Sister Xiang's dishes taste very good. Although I brought you here to meet her, I also thank you for saving me today."
"Everyone should be saved, you are my wife and my boss, I can't help but die." Yang Chen confessed.
"It's your thing to save you, and it's my thing to thank you. As for Ruoxi, it's so bad as to post someone to you as a wife, so I don't need to invite you to dinner like I did." Mo Qianni said naturally.
"Hey, don't take you like this, what do you mean by posting me as a wife?" Yang Chen said depressedly: "Is it bad to marry me? You see I risked my life to save her, what a great husband!"
Mo Qianni said: "You should save her. It's totally different from whether you are worthy of her. You said that besides playing games, hooligans, and rogues, what else do you usually do? No self-motivated, no ambition, more No quality. In vain, you are still a Harvard graduate and can speak so many foreign language returnees. In this world, it is not the incompetent people who are shameful. The most shameful are the talents who have the ability but do not take action at all!"
Yang Chen was stunned for a while, and almost felt that he was too shameful, no wonder this girl can be the head of the public relations department, she can say it! t