Chapter 129: The House (5)

Huang Xuan's relationship with his mother has been very good since he was a child, and unlike ordinary warm families, Zhang Xinyi was still very playful when she was young, and this was no exception when she gave birth to Huang Xuan. Huang Qunsheng is a taciturn father, just the opposite of Zhang Xinyi.

When I was a child, my mother held Huang Xuan in the park and garden every day, and they played hide and hide together, catching the lark raised by my grandfather, fishing for red carp in the pond, and playing tricks on gossiping relatives.

Slightly older, two cousins joined the small group.

It can be said that Huang Xuan's mischievous thinking and spoof spirit were completely cultivated by his mother, and what he remembers most is that at the anniversary celebration many years ago, at the instigation of his mother, he pushed the fish tank down the stairs with a mop and splashed it at the feet of a large group of noble women.

When I was caught, my mother had such an expression.

Huang Xuan opened his mouth slightly, pointed his mouth at his mother, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhang Xinyi continued to blink her eyes, Nunu's mouth, to the lip shape. Huang Xuan watched it twice, and had to ask Lorraine: "What did my mother say?" ”

"Judging by the lip language, it's the word 'mess'."

Huang Xuan immediately understood, as long as this meeting couldn't go on, it was useless to say anything, as long as the people in the third room had a reason to leave, especially the mother had a reason to leave, the discussion in the two rooms alone didn't count, he couldn't help but smile.

Huang Hengzhan squinted his eyes and leaned back in his chair, as if the overall situation had been decided, Huang Xuan pursed his lips, secretly thinking in his heart that if he wanted to end this boring meeting, he still needed more people's secret permission.

I have to say that Huang Xuan's consideration of the problem is much more comprehensive now than before, and Zhang Xinyi obviously hasn't realized this change in her son, so she just gave instructions simply, and she whispered to the people next to her.

Huang Xuan thought while looking at the relatives and relatives sitting at the end of the conference room, they are the cornerstone of the Huang family's existence, but the right to speak is always the lowest.

After Wang Yun's edification, Huang Xuan felt that he seemed to be really 'treacherous', he raised his eyebrows and smiled, sat on the chair, and said loudly: "Grandpa, I have a question, when grandpa was here, he supported the uncle and uncle who had equity in the clan to continue to run the industry outside, but Yifang has always been against it, what do you think now?" ”

To be honest, this question is a mess, if Zhang Xinyi asks it, in the minds of others, it seems to be acknowledging the status of a room, but when 16-year-old Huang Xuan asks it, it lacks these scruples, but strengthens the strength of the question.

Huang Jindi began to agree that the children of the Huang family would continue to operate the industry, on the premise of expanding the strength of the Huang family, but now, the further development of the Huang family is limited by these subsidiary industries, because for everyone, their own industrial profits are always more than the profits from the Huang family.

However, what Huang Sugui opposes is the anonymous industry, but at this time, who doesn't have two anonymous industries? He can't really correct Huang Xuan, not only because he is a child, but also because once he corrects it, he will be able to confirm this matter, and in the next vote, Huang Hengzhan is likely to lose these votes.

Huang Hengzhan stared at Huang Xuan with rare sharp eyes, the latter smiled softly, drank the tea at hand in one gulp, beckoned, and asked someone to pour tea.

Today's occasion was not allowed for outsiders to enter, Zhang Shun was Huang Sugui's habitual housekeeper, so he simply came to the hall to fight temporarily, and when he saw Huang Xuan's gesture, he immediately came over.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Huang Sugui, waiting for his answer, and when Zhang Shun walked over, Huang Xuan's arm flicked and blocked his arm on Zhang Shun's wrist holding the teapot, and the tea was immediately poured on Huang Xuan's leg.

"What are you doing?" Huang Xuan's octave voice reverberated abruptly above the conference hall. The people in the discussion unconsciously stopped and looked at each other.

Huang Sugui opened his slightly squinted eyes and looked at Huang Xuan, and squinted again, but it was Huang Fuyi who covered the microphone with his hand and said, "Huang Xuan, be serious, today is an important occasion." ”

"He burned me, can I get out of the way?" Huang Xuan still had a loud voice, which was in line with his consistent performance in the clan, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and something went wrong. He glared at Zhang Shun and said, "What are you doing?" Revenge for the cup I smashed on you last time? ”

The prime minister's door is a seven-rank official. Huang Sugui's housekeeper can't do it anymore, and now it's about just pension, Zhang Shun originally thought that he was at least eight grades, but he didn't expect it two months ago, but Huang Xuan still remembered that today he was even more stubble, he was the party, of course he understood that Huang Xuan himself blocked his teapot - he overestimated Huang Xuan's memory, if he hadn't been unlucky enough to send tea over, Huang Xuan would have been going to take Huang Liming for the knife.

But on such an occasion, Zhang Shun couldn't say anything, so he could only grab the teapot, pick up the rag and prepare to wipe the table, but Huang Xuan blocked his way and said, "What are you doing?" Not even an apology? Are you looking down on me? Or do you feel that your identity is special? ”

These words brought Huang Sugui in, and Huang Liming next to him was suddenly dissatisfied: "How do you talk......

Huang Xuan was just looking for fault, and when he saw him coming out, he pushed him over. He had long been dissatisfied with this guy.

Huang Liming couldn't withstand Huang Xuan's strength, he stumbled and fell down with a chair, and hit Xiao Wu Huang Zhengsheng.

The scene was a little chaotic, and Zhang Shun was also a little at a loss. The rules of the Huang family are very strict, although they have changed a lot since Huang Jindi came to power, these rules still faintly affect the Huang family. In the final analysis, he is the steward of the Huang family, no matter what the facts are, in the end, he is also wrong.

Huang Xuan didn't give him a chance to defend himself, pushed down Huang Liming, simply took a step forward, slammed his right hand on Zhang Shun's face, and said, "Beat you a disrespectful minion." He has long seen that this Zhang Shun is not pleasing to the eye, this guy is just 30 years old, saying that he is a housekeeper, but he cleans up his shirt and tie every day, with Huang Sugui's trust, not only lacks virtue in his mouth, but also does not do it in his hands.

was pounded by Lorraine at the base, Huang Xuan's physical fitness is very good now, how can his strength be small, Zhang Shun only felt that his ears were buzzing, and in the eyes of outsiders, the left side of his face was like steamed steamed buns, and his breath was inflated.

Except for Huang Sugui and others, who were swept away, most of them had tense faces and watched Huang Xuan jump up and down with relief.

Huang Jianxuan couldn't help jumping up, but before he could pounce, Huang Xuan kicked Zhang Shun again, and knocked Huang Liming who stood up to the ground again with his backhand.

"Superstar" kicked over his chair with his hind feet, made way for space, jumped back slightly, picked up the teacup with his left hand and threw it forward, hitting Huang Jianxuan's chin, the shadow of the little six classmates being pinched to death did not disappear, the golden light flashed in front of him, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Huang Xuan!!" Angry voices came from all directions, and it was Huang Fuyi who let go of the hand covering the microphone and shouted.

The originally spacious conference room became extremely small after everyone stood up, but it was empty around Huang Xuan. Several people who are usually friends with Huang Liming were eager to try, but stopped after Huang Fuyi shouted.

Huang Xuan ignored him, raised his left foot slightly, and kicked Huang Liming's buttocks, and put him on the ground with a chair, relieving the hatred in his heart, Huang Xuan remembered Zhang Shun again, the last time the Foundation froze his money, this guy blocked him a teacup, and what else did he say. Now that I think about it, I'm even more polite, I grabbed this guy's collar and slapped it twice, and I felt refreshed in my heart.

"It's against you. You, you stop me. Huang Fuyi was already about to go crazy, he waved the microphone in his hand, as if he was about to smash it out, seeing Huang Xuan ignoring him, he couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Pull this kid away for me." ”

The people around Huang Xuan had already run away, but two young people ran from the end of the table, and they were kicked back by him. At least two martial arts levels have to come, there is no future compared to brute force. Huang Renming's hands were also shaking angrily, but as far as his body was hollowed out by wine, he was even worse than his son Huang Jianxuan, so he could only shout and scold there.

Huang Fuyi suddenly found that no one in the room could restrain Huang Xuan, Huang Sugui had already sunk his face, his waist was straight, he was in a hurry, and shouted into the microphone again: "Go outside and call the security guard, pull this madman out." ”

"Who dare?" Huang Xuan's voice was louder than the voice of the microphone, and in the description of martial arts, it was a broken drink.

The voice was quite loud, but someone still obediently opened the door of the conference hall, Huang Xuan saw that he couldn't stop it, so he went with them, but he carried Zhang Shun in the vertigo in his hand, slapped him, and asked, "Apologize?" ”

His grandfather's face was about to sink to the table, Huang Xuan was still slapping one slap after another, Zhang Xinyi didn't like this snob, but she was still ready to stop it, at this moment, a sound of footsteps came, but it was safe.

Huang Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief, put down the microphone, pointed at Huang Xuan, and said, "Pull this kid out." ”

Before the security guard knew what was going on, Huang Xuan let go of Zhang Shun, who was paralyzed in his hand, and said loudly: "When do you want them to 'intervene' in the affairs of our Huang family?" "He didn't have the confidence to win a dozen security guards, so he made sense.

Huang Fuyi didn't want to be reasonable now, his fingers trembled, and he said, "Pull it out, hurry up, hurry up." ”

"Who dare?" Huang Xuan broke off again, but took out his mobile phone in his hand and said, "Isaac, bring someone to the conference hall." ”

The security guards, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to start, for them, the house is full of big people, and anyone who moves has a problem, so they have to be embarrassed to strain their faces, but they don't move a step.

Huang Fuyi's face was a little unbearable, and he said in an unkind tone: "Pull this kid out for me, you dare not listen to my words?" ”

The security captain finally moved, and took two steps forward tentatively, Huang Xuan stretched his face and said, "You hit me and try it?" ”

Zhang Xinyi spoke at this time, "Huang Xuan, don't be a hooligan." ”

Huang Xuan immediately shrank back obediently, Huang Fuyi and the others widened their eyes, thinking, you didn't say anything when your son started beating people just now, and you started to discipline after playing hooligan.

After being entangled for two minutes, the security guards didn't dare to use their weapons, and they were stunned to take Huang Xuan, and more than 100 people formed a small circle across the table, as if they were watching the show.

Not only Huang Fuyi, but also Huang Hengzhan and the others had iron blue faces, and before they could come up with any good way to end this farce, Mu Tu had already rushed in with more than a dozen bodyguards, followed by a screaming secretary.

"Boss." This is one-third of the Chinese that Isaac can speak, and the IZOs who rushed into the conference hall immediately isolated Huang Xuan from the security guards, and the two people pressed their hands on their waists, and everyone who watched the movie knew what the situation was. The smell of war oppressed everyone present.