The president of the rich family is always sick

"Zhen Yi, go and redeem that car now." Zhen Yunting ordered in a deep voice.

After Zhen Yi hastily agreed, he heard that the boss had hung up the phone and followed the boss's instructions to deal with the Maserati matter.

Standing behind the boss, Zhang Jingyu saw the boss's face, but he was secretly startled. He thought that the boss had indulged the second young lady too much. In the history of the sea market, no one would dare to sell the gift from the boss.

"Zhang Huyi, left it in the garage?" Zhen Yunting said in a deep voice.

After Zhang Jingyu agreed, he pushed Zhen Yunting towards the garage.

There is a small secret door in Zhen Yunting's garage, and there is a room that does not see the sun. Zhang Jingyu pushed a wheelchair into that room.

"Zhang Huyi?" The corners of Zhen Yunting's mouth raised slightly, and that sharp gaze looked at the man in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Huyi saw that it was Zhen Yunting, and his eyes were filled with fear. After all, in Haishi, Zhen Yunting's name was surprisingly famous, and he was someone who no one dared to offend.

"Zhen Yunting, I didn't expect you to bring me here for a woman. Logically speaking, you should still call me uncle." At this moment, Zhang Huyi had a smug smile on his face.

Zhen Yunting looked at Zhang Huyi in front of him, with gloomy eyes flickering slightly, "Zhang Jingyu, it seems that Zhang Huyi hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet?"

Zhang Jingyu has been with the boss for many years, and when he heard what the boss said, he naturally knew what the boss was going to do, so he nodded and walked towards Zhang Huyi.

"Zhang Huyi, it seems that you are quite courageous. Do you think Feng Rui can keep you?" Zhang Jingyu said with a smile, the smile on his face at this time was full of blood.

Zhang Jingyu here showed his unknown side. In front of people, he was Zhen Yunting's secretary, but in the dark, he was like a king underground.

"Bah, what are you, you dare to talk to me like that. Zhang Jingyu put it bluntly, you are a dog that Zhen Yunting keeps by his side." Zhang Huyi heard Zhang Jingyu yelling in front of him, and his face was full of The color of anger, relying on his sister Feng Rui's relationship, few people in Haishi talk to him like this.

Zhang Jingyu was not annoyed, and walked towards Zhang Huyi, stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Huyi's mouth. After Zhang Jingyu's slap fell, five finger prints appeared on Zhang Huyi's fat and big face, and then Zhang Huyi spat on the ground, and there were two teeth in the bloody saliva.

"Damn it, Zhang Jingyu, you tie me here, you can beat me however you want, I won't be convinced, if you have the ability, you let go of me, if you are a man, you can fight alone with me, whoever admits he is the grandson. "

He glanced in Zhen Yunting's direction, Zhang Jingyu saw the boss nodded, and then he said slowly, "Yes, if you can't beat me, how about calling me Grandpa on your knees?"

After Zhang Jingyu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Huyi to agree, he directly loosened the rope tied to Zhang Huyi's body. Zhang Huyi had been trying his best to wait for the moment when the rope was loosened, Zhang Huyi would make a sneak attack.

However, Zhang Jingyu naturally saw Zhang Huyi's small movements in his eyes. Zhang Jingyu didn't wait for Zhang Huyi's fist to hit him, his head tilted to one side, and Zhang Huyi's fist that was exhausted with all his strength was blown away. Zhang Huyi's body Due to inertia, he took a few steps forward, Zhang Jingyu took advantage of this gap, raised his knees and pressed his knees towards Zhang Huyi's abdomen.

"Ouch!" Zhang Huyi yelled in pain, and as he yelled, his forehead and temples were covered with beads of sweat, and his face turned a liver color.

How could Zhang Jingyu let Zhang Huyi go so easily, he raised his foot and kicked Zhang Huyi's ass, he kicked it with great strength, making Zhang Huyi clutch his ass and howl like a wolf.

"Shut up." Zhen Yunting lowered his voice.

After hearing Zhen Yunting's voice, Zhang Huyi didn't dare to continue shouting, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands. At this time, there was no complacent look in his eyes, but only a look of deep fear.

"Zhang Huyi, do you know what happened between Feng Rui and Zhen Nanfeng?" The corners of Zhen Yunting's mouth raised slightly, and the blood pressure in his hand flickered on and off.

When Zhang Huyi heard Zhen Yunting's question, his face that was beaten into a pig's head showed a bit of trouble. Zhang Jingyu waved his fist in front of the man.

Zhang Jingyu's simple action scared Zhang Huyi enough, Zhang Huyi shrank his neck and did not dare to look at Zhang Jingyu anymore.

"I'll count to three, it's up to you whether you say it or not." Zhen Yunting's gaze fell on the cigar, and the lingering smoke enveloped the man's face, making it difficult to see his sight.

Zhang Hu changed his mind, he knew it. If he didn't tell what he knew today, Zhen Yunting would definitely not let him go. Although he wouldn't kill him, this crime is enough for him to drink a pot .

"I said." Zhang Huyi wanted to die, but he didn't want to suffer, he knew Zhen Yunting's method of torture.

"Mr. Zhen, in fact, I really don't know what the two of them conspired with each other, but every time they met, they pushed me away, but once I heard their conversation, it seemed It has something to do with Mrs. Zhen's death, the accident that year was not an accident, but man-made."

When Zhang Huyi said this, his body trembled. When he heard these contents, he was also taken aback. He dreamed that his sister would have the courage to attack the old lady of the Zhen family.

Hearing these things, Zhen Yunting's sharp eyes were full of coldness, and hatred flashed in his eyes. Back then, he suspected the car accident, but he didn't expect that someone really wanted to harm his mother.

"Say." Zhen Yunting said sharply, and the man's eyes on Zhang Huyi became even colder.

At this time, Zhang Huyi was so frightened by the man's aura that he couldn't stop trembling all over, and he even stuttered when he spoke, "Mr. Zhen, please, just let me go, that's all I know. You also know that my elder sister gave me money, and I also took some small projects in Zhen's, but she never let me do the key things, and she seldom told me, you have to trust me."

If Zhang Huyi hadn't been stepped on by Zhang Jingyu, seeing the current situation, he would kneel in front of Zhen Yunting, begging the man in front of him to let him go.

Zhen Yunting's eyes flickered slightly, he put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and his eyes fell on Zhang Huyi with some amusement.

Just when the room fell into silence, Zhen Yunting's cell phone rang suddenly.

The sudden noise almost made Zhang Huyi pee his pants in fright, his eyes were full of panic, thinking about what to say, so that the man in front of him could let him go?He silently prayed in his heart that his sister Feng Rui could come here and save him.

"Yun Ting, I'm your Aunt Feng."

After Zhen Yunting connected the phone, a woman's elegant voice came through the phone, but the eyes of the man in the wheelchair turned cold, and the man exuded a fierce aura.