If Yan Murong had to say his favorite sport, he would definitely answer without hesitation - don't suck your mouth!

Perhaps because he was tuned~ by that perverted old man~, Yan Murong's metamorphosis index is also increasing day by day, but in some places it is contrary to the old man.

When the old man abused him, no matter how ruthless he was, it was only physical abuse. He is different, in addition to his penchant for kicking people's balls, his favorite thing is to slap his enemies in the face with his big mouth and bow left and right - not only physically abused, but also mentally to leave a psychological shadow on the abuse.

"Smack--make you obsessed!"

"Smack—let you beat my sister-in-law's idea!"

"Smack-let you pretend to be the underworld!"

"Smack—I haven't figured out a reason yet!"

Every time Yan Murong slapped him, he said a piece of Mitsui's handsome 'incriminating evidence', but this last one made Mitsui handsome want to cry aggrieved.

Don't have a good reason? Why are you still beating me when you didn't think about it?

Although these slaps were very loud, Yan Murong used skill, and while making Mitsui Yingjun feel pain, he only left a few red finger prints on his face.

"You should be glad." Yan Murong rubbed his palms and said. "You're the first person I slapped and didn't turn into a pig's head, congratulations."

As he was talking, the door of the office was kicked open from the outside, and when he looked back, he saw Toshiaki Mitsui walking in with a gloomy face. But when he saw that the situation in the house was not as he imagined, he was stunned.

"Junming, save me, save me." Mitsui yelled and screamed, not caring that the office door was kicked by Mitsui Toshiaki.

He has seen a lot of high-tech things, but he has never seen such a sudden situation on him. This kind of thing, which has gone beyond the scope of technology, makes him feel scared.

The time was just right, Yan Murong smiled secretly in his heart.

"Save you? Mitsui Hidetoshi, do you know what you're doing? Toshiaki Mitsui roared angrily. You pointed a gun at our Mitsui family partner, and you want me to save you? - I'll tell my father the truth, and you'll be punished. ”

"I-huh? Can I move? As soon as Mitsui wanted to explain, he suddenly found that his body did not know when it had regained its mobility.

Although he was a little stupid, he was not mentally retarded, and after a little pondering, he knew that he must have been overshadowed by Yan Murong, but he just didn't know what means he used.

"What else do you have to quibble?" Mitsui said coldly. "I warned you not to think badly about my partner, but you did it anyway."

"I—"

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it."

Toshiaki Mitsui directly interrupted him and said in a deep voice. "Go back, father is waiting for you at home."

"Okay, I'll go back." Mitsui said through gritted teeth.

What happened just now was so weird, he didn't know why he suddenly became like that, but there was no doubt that it must have been done by the kid in front of him, but he wouldn't be able to find evidence for a while-besides, even if he found evidence, I'm afraid no one would help him speak, after all, he did have a crooked mind, and his gun was indeed pointed at Yan Murong-

It wasn't until Mitsui Hidetoshi left that Mitsui Toshiaki looked at Yan Murong and Yan Minghua apologetically and said. "Mr. Yan, Miss Yan, on behalf of the Mitsui family, I apologize to the two of you, because we have not entertained you well to make such a situation happen - in addition, on behalf of my father, I sincerely invite the two of you to attend the welcome dinner for you two tomorrow night, and I also invite you two to enjoy the light at that time."

"Slow down, slow down." Yan Murong hurriedly waved his hand and said. "It's okay to have a dinner party, and I won't refuse such a good thing to eat and drink for nothing—but have you forgotten one thing?"

"What does Mr. Yan mean?" Toshiaki Mitsui asked puzzled.

"Didn't you, you forgot about it for a while? When did your islanders' memory deteriorate to this extent? Yan Murong said with a look of disdain.

"Please also ask Mr. Yan to make it clear." Toshiaki Mitsui said. Although he was very dissatisfied with Yan Murong's tone, he couldn't get angry at all now. His stupid big brother did such a thing, he had to find a way to calm the emotions of the two, and it would be better to lose two sentences than to break up the relationship and break down.

For this cooperation, the Mitsui family is very important. He believes that as long as their Mitsui family can reach this cooperation with Minghua Group, even if it is to earn less profits, in the future, in the world, their Mitsui family will get great benefits.

"Then I'll be blunt." Yan Murong didn't go around the bush and said bluntly. "We've been threatened for so long, haven't we even apologized?"

"I've been—"

"I know what you're trying to say." Yan Murong interrupted Mitsui Toshiaki's words and said. "You did apologize, but you didn't do it, so what's the use of you apologizing? I don't deal with you, but it's just a necklace and a racing car - I have no grudge against you, so why should you apologize to me? ”

"What do you ask for Mr. Yan?" Toshiaki Mitsui asked. Through several confrontations with Yan Murong, he also knew that the man in front of him was a complete ruffian. If you don't show a little sincerity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to satisfy him. If he is not satisfied, with his character, it is really impossible to say what he will do, but the only thing that is certain is that this kid will definitely not be able to do anything good.

"I'm not embarrassed for you." Seeing that Mitsui Junming was so good, Yan Murong laughed. "Gives you two choices. First, isn't there a welcome dinner tomorrow? With the temperament that you island people always like to show off everywhere, you must have invited a lot of people, right? In this way, when the party is going to be tomorrow, let Mitsui Hidetoshi, that idiot, kneel down and apologize in front of everyone, and then this matter will be settled. ”

"What's the second option?" Toshiaki Mitsui asked through gritted teeth.

"The second option is pretty simple." Yan Murong touched his nose and said with a smile. "That is to change the conditions of our cooperation. What do you think of the 30% reduction in your foundry fee? It shouldn't be difficult to choose one of the two, right? ”