The first thing Huo Jingchen did when he returned to Binhai was to go directly to the building of Huo's headquarters.

"Mr. Huo..."

"Mr. Huo ...... early"

Greeting people along the way, Huo Jingchen's face was cold, and he didn't give any response from beginning to end.

Although it was still early, the people in the whole building became nervous because of Huo Jingchen's arrival.

Huo Jingchen came all the way to Mrs. Huo's office, and Mrs. Huo's secretary hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Mr. Huo, Madam is not here, you can't go in......"

"Get out of the way." Huo Jingchen's dark eyes looked directly at the woman in front of her, and the woman subconsciously became nervous, only feeling as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and she felt an indescribable fear.

Tang Yan motioned to his subordinates and dragged her away.

Seeing that Mrs. Huo's secretary was dragged away, the security guards in the building looked at each other, and no one dared to go up for a while.

Huo Jingchen's face was cold and hard, and after there was no obstacle, he pushed the door in with a 'bang'.

The office was empty, and Mrs. Huo was really not there.

Huo Jingchen was not in a hurry, glanced at the time, and said coldly: "Get Zhu Wencheng for me." ”

"Yes." After Tang Yan responded, he stepped back sideways.

The door of the office was closed again, and Huo Jingchen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his eyes down, and his body was depressed.

Half an hour later, Zhu Wencheng, who was wrapped in gauze and plaster and was wrapped in a mummy, was thrown in directly and fell directly at Huo Jingchen's feet.

Zhu Wencheng struggled several times to get up, but he sweated profusely when he moved.

"Outside... Nephew...... Give my uncle a hand. Zhu Wencheng looked up at Huo Jingchen and spoke with difficulty.

Huo Jingchen still lowered his eyes, as if he hadn't heard his words at all, and he never gave the slightest reaction.

Tang Yan glanced at Zhu Wencheng coldly, a little speechless.

I really don't understand, how can a human spirit like Mrs. Huo have such a stupid younger brother.

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Twenty minutes later, footsteps rang out in the hallway.

A woman wearing a yellow silk blouse and white wide-legged pants slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The woman's posture was elegant and calm, followed by several tall bodyguards, and her momentum was so overwhelming that she was pressed down.

"Madam, Huo Shao broke into your office... We can't stop it. The secretary stepped forward and spoke urgently.

Mrs. Huo was not in a hurry, and said lightly: "He is the master of the Huo family, and the entire Huo family is his, and he can go wherever he wants." ”

Hearing this, the secretary bowed his head and retreated, not daring to make a sound.

Mrs. Huo walked to the front and back of the door, and someone soon opened the door for her.

In sight, a handsome man leaned on the sofa, his eyes slightly drooping, full of gloomy atmosphere.

"Sister... Sister...... Help me. After Zhu Wencheng saw Mrs. Huo, his eyes instantly lit up a little.

He struggled on the ground for nearly half an hour, but he never got up.

Mrs. Huo looked at it when she heard it, and when she saw Zhu Wencheng who was wrapped like a dumpling, her eyes deepened a little.

She didn't rush to care about him, and walked to Huo Jingchen and sat down: "I heard that you came here early in the morning, how can you think of me today." ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Huo made tea.

Huo Jingchen finally opened his eyes slowly, and after a short rest, his eyes became sharper and sharper.

"Approaching the end of the year, come and give a gift to my mother." Huo Jingchen looked at Mrs. Huo and spoke slowly.

"Sister... Sister...... I ......" Zhu Wencheng was about to say something, but Mrs. Huo raised her eyes and looked at him and said coldly: "Shut up." ”