Chapter 202: It seems to be a little bad for my son

Yan Muheng started the car and didn't say anything more, silence may be the best at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn his opinion, Yan Rongrong may need to be calm, maybe she will not be so impulsive if she is calm and calm.

Yan Muheng sent Yan Rongrong to the apartment downstairs and went back to the company directly, tomorrow morning the company has a shareholders' meeting, Yan Muheng was in the cemetery all day today, and finally had time to go back to the company to go through some procedures.

Yan Rongrong didn't change her clothes or even her shoes immediately after returning to the apartment, she was now on the balcony of her room and watched Yan Muheng's car drive away, and then went out again.

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Forest Chalets

At this time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xichen did not drive up the mountain, and he couldn't say anything about driving up the mountain at night, if the car skidded and the car was destroyed, he would have to pay for the loss, Jiang Xichen was also the boss of a large business, and he also understood the most basic truth.

A person quickly walked to the depths of the forest according to the map sent by Shen Tang, Jiang Xichen looked around for a while, and finally his gaze stopped at a little light in the dense grass.

He stepped forward and stood at the ticket of the wooden house, what puzzled him was why the good big boss wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, was it to hide from whom? Before he could react, the door to the forest hut had already been opened.

"Xichen... You're here, and your Uncle Fang is on the second floor. Shen Tang saw his son's heart suddenly hanging.

"Don't take a bite of Uncle Fang, I don't know him that well." Jiang Xichen waved his hand and went directly to the second floor

"Xichen!" Shen Tang suddenly stopped him, "Protect yourself." ”

"You called me here, and if I have any accidents, it is also thanks to you." With that, he had already walked up the stairs with long legs.

Study room on the second floor.

Jiang Xichen kicked the door open and sat directly under the sofa, Fang Yuxiong seemed to be very used to it, he even felt familiar, after all, when Fang Chenhao was still in Paris, such a scene was also used to it.

"Young Master Jiang is really masculine." Fang Yuxiong's happy and loving expression made people think that he was just an ordinary old man.

Shen Tang heard the loud sound of the door opening upstairs downstairs, and was afraid that something would happen, so he hurriedly took the bag with the pistol and went upstairs

"Xichen!"

The door of the study was not closed, and the two men watched Shen Tang nervously go upstairs but did not react, Fang Yuxiong smiled: "When men talk about things, women don't interfere, don't you know?" I'm afraid I'll not be able to eat your son in such a hurry."

Jiang Xichen looked at his mother coldly, without any expression on his face, women just love to be worried.

"What do you say... I still can't trust you after all these years, I just came up and asked if you wanted coffee. ”

"Oh? Yes, if so, what do you do with your bag? ”

Now I finally know who inherited Fang Chenhao's so smart genes.

"No... It's nothing... You talk first, I'll go down and wait..."Shen Tang went downstairs in a panic and didn't forget to help them bring the door when he left.

"Okay, now there is no one else, what is the matter with you asking me to come, if I remember correctly, I don't seem to know Mr. Fang, right?" Jiang Xichen got straight to the point, and he didn't want to waste time on someone he didn't know.

"Sure enough, it's a refreshing person, Young Master Jiang, something you did a few days ago seems to be a little unfavorable to my son."

"Your Fang family's big business is big, how dare I, a small businessman, be unfavorable to your son?"

"Young Master Jiang is too modest, after all, you can also create something like Y60 that makes people want to die, how can you be just a businessman. I'm also straight to the point, I know that if I want the antidote to that thing now, you'll definitely tell me no, and I also believe that you won't develop an antidote in such a short time. ”

"So, do you think that even if I have an antidote, I'll just hand it over to you?"

"Young Master Jiang misunderstood, I'm not asking you for an antidote now, I just want to get a few Y60 to have a good time."

Enjoyable?

Jiang Xichen looked at Fang Yuxiong playfully, he is Fang Chenhao's father, and he is Fang Chenhao's enemy, and now he finally injected the enemy with y60, but now the enemy's father is looking for him to ask for y60 The excuse is actually to have fun? Whoever will believe.

"This kind of thing, your old man can't bear it, I think it's better to forget it."

Fang Yuxiong got up and walked to Jiang Xichen's side, holding his shoulders with both hands: "Young Master Jiang, don't toast, don't eat and drink." As he spoke, he took out a pistol from his waist and fiddled twice in front of Jiang Xichen, "I'm a knife and gun, I have no eyes, if the two of us don't agree, I can bear it, but I can't bear it." ”

"You're threatening me? If I'm right, even if you get the Y60, I'm afraid you won't necessarily appreciate it. ”

Fang Yuxiong knew that the other party was a smart person, and from the moment he opened his mouth to ask for y60, he knew that y60 would never be his own pleasure, "Since you have seen through it, then I won't be acting, today you give me y60 and I will let you live, as for whether my son understands it or not, it is my business." ”

"We businessmen never trade at a loss."

"Do you still feel that you are losing your life for Y60?"

"This is not enough, Mr. Fang is also a businessman, if you can negotiate the conditions, the more impressive the better, isn't it."

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Actually, I don't want to be so ruthless, it's just that there is no one to warm me, but now, it seems to be. -- Fang Chenhao