Qin Wenrong is the second son of the Qin family. He has been a playboy in Sijiu City since he was a child. However, he could not resist the good fortune he was born with. In this life, he first married Qin Zhan's biological mother, a lady of the family. She was a peerless beauty for a while, and now there is Qin Feng. Qin Zhan's two sons were supporting the scene outside. No matter what kind of turmoil happens at home, no one in the capital who mentions the name Qin Wenrong will sigh that they are lucky.
And his dandyism has not diminished but increased with the public praise. Even though he is in his forties, he is still carefree. Under the arrangement of Mr. Qin, he got a job as a civil servant, not big or small, and he is indifferent all day long. You have to call yourself Lao Tzu every day.
No, now I don't have the eyesight to act like a parent, pointing at Qin Zhan's nose and telling him to get lost.
It was also the first time that Song Ye truly saw what it meant to eat the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard. Qin Wenrong's brain circuit was so abnormal that he was also an extraordinary fighter.
Mrs. Cao was sitting on the main seat with no intention of stopping her. Perhaps the old lady was more interested in seeing Qin Zhan being taught a lesson so that she could save the face she had lost at the birthday party.
However, how could a man who has been in control of the Eagle Group for ten years and be unable to remain calm at all
His eyes fell heavily on the arrogant Qin Wenrong on the sofa. Qin Zhan said slowly in cold words: "Secretary Qin, is this your attitude towards your superiors?"
What? Qin Wenrong on the sofa was startled, and his mind had not yet reacted. When he realized that Secretary Qin was calling him, Qin Wenrong stood up with a loud voice, his face red and thick with anger, "You bastard, just forget it." Even if you become a general, I will still be your father. In this family, if I tell you to get out, you have to give in to me... "
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Before he finished the last word, Qin Wenrong's voice was stuck in his throat, and his whole body was so stiff that he didn't even dare to breathe any harder.
His eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the black muzzle of the gun in front of his head, and cold sweat suddenly fell from his back.
At this time, not to mention him, even the dozen or so people in the living room were frightened. Who would have thought that Qin Zhan would take out a gun as soon as he said it, and aim it at his biological father's head without hesitation.
"Azhan, what are you doing? This is your dad. Put down the gun!" Mrs. Cao could no longer watch the drama at this time. She hurriedly got up and came out to persuade him to make peace.
Shu Yu, who was closest to him, was also scared to death. Only then did he react and come to his rescue, "Azhan, please tell me if you have something to say. Your dad has a bad temper. Don't get angry. We are all a family. There is no need to go under the knife." Someone used a gun." This woman had long been frightened to the point where her legs were weak and her face was pale. Now she no longer dared to hold her nose up and raise her eyes like before.
Qin Zhan remained motionless. His straight body was like a silent mountain. Standing there, his aura was so overwhelming that everyone was breathless. His eyes shot out a terrifying light, which was bone-chilling. "Just for your behavior of defying your superiors just now, I will make a few holes in you."
"Don't..." Qin Wenrong's body trembled, and his eyes showed deep fear, because he was sure from the other party's unwavering emotions that the other party was not joking.
In the past, he didn't pay much attention to the son of his first wife. He only felt that the autistic child had lost face for him, and he was unwilling to take a look at it even after he went to the army. But now when they meet again ten years later, the black hole of the gun has given him He was given a wake-up call, which made him suddenly realize that the person standing in front of him was no longer the child who allowed himself to be insulted and kept silent ten years ago.
The situation was at a stalemate. Qin Wenrong had been used to being arrogant all his life. This was the first time that he was kicked by his own son. He wanted to beg for mercy but he was too embarrassed to ask for it.
At this time, the sound of the door opening came from the elevator, and the housekeeper finally appeared in the living room pushing the disabled Mr. Qin.
Taking a closer look, the old man was also darkened by the prosperity in front of him, but he knew Qin Zhan's temper, so he did not accuse him indiscriminately, but said in a deep voice: "Public weapons are for private use. You use the weapon pointed at the enemy to shoot at Is this your discipline to protect your own people? Put away your weapons and hand them in at a later date. You can’t use your weapons until you return to the team. Don’t you understand this common sense?”
As a soldier who has been on the battlefield, Mr. Qin understands the importance of discipline to a soldier.
However, Qin Zhan, an active soldier, knows these rules better than Mr. Qin. "The Eagle Group enjoys special treatment, including carrying guns on any occasion, shooting enemy elements on the spot when they find them, and dealing with the following offenders." He said. When he arrived at his own person, he pointedly handed the gun forward, indicating that he had sufficient reasons to deal with this arrogant subordinate at this moment.
"You..." Mr. Qin frowned, and then he remembered that the Eagle Group was a special existence. He had been retired for so long that he didn't remember for a while that Qin Zhan had special rights to hold guns.
Right now, even he was not qualified to stop Qin Zhan from taking action.
"Brother." At this time, Song Ye, who had been watching, suddenly spoke. In the stalemate, he stood up and pressed on Qin Zhan's gun-holding arm, "I came here to eat today. Seeing blood ruined the atmosphere."
Qin Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. His eyes were clear and cold, bottomless as far as the eye could see.
He didn't believe that Song Ye was the kind of person who would give up just because he was afraid of ruining the atmosphere. This excuse was obviously very poor, but the next second, he still put down his gun, raised his hand and rubbed her little head, and warned: "Stay away from the gun in the future, it's very dangerous."
It's not that he wants to let Qin Wenrong go, but he remembers that Song Ye is still a child, well... scenes that are too bloody and violent should be avoided if possible.
As soon as the gun was retracted, Qin Wenrong collapsed on the sofa, his uncontrollable breathing spurting out of his nose, rapid and panicked.
Song Ye glanced sideways, looking at the face that was somewhat similar to Qin Zhan's, with disdain in his heart.
This father is not as courageous as his son, which is embarrassing.
She could understand the reason why Qin Zhan pulled out a gun in public. Qin Wenrong was the murderer who indirectly killed his mother. No matter how cold-blooded he looked, he still wanted to get back this debt.
Although the reason was good, the timing and timing were not quite right. Song Ye didn't want him to be accused of being unfilial at this moment.
There are many ways to deal with Qin Wenrong, so you don't have to get your hands dirty.
Song Ye stepped forward to stop her. While others were relieved, they couldn't help but feel contempt, thinking that she still wanted to climb the big tree of the Qin family, so they didn't want Qin Zhan to break up with the Qin family.
Only Mr. Qin had a different idea. His glance was full of vigilance, but in the end he didn't say anything. He only coughed twice and said, "Enough of the nonsense, let's eat."
Therefore, it was rare for the Qin family to gather together at this table, and Qin Feng, who had been imprisoned for a day, was allowed to go downstairs to eat.