I live on my wife

Yan Zecheng raised his eyes, five fingerprints clearly floated up on his handsome side face.

Half of his face was swollen, which showed how much effort the old man had put into this banquet.

"Now, immediately, go out and clarify this matter. Don't bargain with me here." Mr. Yan clenched the crutch in his hand.

"Clarification? How to clarify that the person in the photo is not me?" Yan Zecheng said mockingly.

Freezing three feet does not happen in a day, and the old man Yan knows very well that Yan Zecheng remembers the hatred of the year, this is a game, and he absolutely cannot compromise.

"Yan Zecheng, I gave you everything you have today, do you really think that I have nothing to do with you?" Mr. Yan knew that once he compromised.Then the entire Yan family will completely fall into the hands of Yan Zecheng.

At that time, not to mention getting rid of Yanze City, I am afraid that even my own position will be replaced by it.

Ever since he was a child, Yan Zecheng had weird illnesses, often went crazy, and his mood was unstable. He knew that those people were secretly abusing this child, but so what?They feast without waste.

But it was this trash who graduated from a prestigious school and showed an astonishing IQ, so he decided to take him back. Later, Yan's development proved his decision was correct.

"I'll give you 5% of Yanjia's shares, don't bargain with me here."

For the sake of Yan's Group tomorrow, he can compromise again.

"Haggling? Heh, if I go out and identify the photos and confirm that the matter is true, what do you think will happen when the market opens tomorrow?" Yan Zecheng sneered, not paying attention to Mr. Yan at all.

"you dare."

"Why don't I dare, isn't the person in the photo me?" Yan Zecheng questioned, suppressing the restless blood in his body, allowing reason to return to the brain.

Faced with Yan Zecheng's questioning, Mr. Yan couldn't say a word.

"It seems that we don't need to continue talking." Yan Zecheng rubbed his face, it really hurt a little.

Seeing Yan Zecheng turn around and push open the door to leave, Mr. Yan hurriedly chased after him.

Such a scandal can't be suppressed by Yan's Group's officials alone, not to mention that there are various forces who want to profit from it, which will definitely ferment the situation.

"Yan Zecheng, stop for me."

The door had been opened, and everyone in the open office outside looked at each other, wondering what was going on inside.

"Yan Zecheng, you are also a member of the Yan family, so it won't do you any good." The old man Yan shouted sharply.

Hearing this, Yan Zecheng stopped in his tracks, and looked back at Mr. Yan.

"You also know that I am a member of the Yan family. You pretend to be my relative here. Where were you back then? You brought me back from abroad, but you just used me as a puppet tool. Do you really think I don't know?"

Faced with Yan Zecheng's questioning, Mr. Yan was speechless to refute, pointing at Yan Zecheng's hand, trembling and almost falling down.

"There is no need to discuss this condition." Yan Zecheng turned around and left after speaking.

The PR manager who had just arranged for the reporter saw this scene when he got off the elevator: "Well, the press conference..."

Yan Zecheng turned around and passed him, ignoring him.

Seeing this, Lu Yao hurriedly chased after him. He knew that the conversation had collapsed.

Get off the underground parking lot.

"How did you come down?"

Cheng Nanchu, who didn't leave, immediately spotted the two people. Why did they appear here at this time?

Didn't you say that Yanjia was going to hold a press conference?

Cheng Nanchu quickly walked towards the two of them. When he was about to reach the elevator, he saw the elevator opened again, and a group of people chased him down.

"Young Master Yan, you can't leave, you are still in charge of the overall situation here." The public relations manager was about to cry, what's the matter.

Old Man Yan went downstairs and stared at Yanze City without saying a word, his heart was at war with heaven and man.

Once the market opens, Yanjia's stock price will plummet, and Yanzecheng will step down, and other companies will inevitably swarm in.

But if there is a compromise...

No, you can't just go back and forth.

"Yan Zecheng, I'll ask you one last time, whether you're going to clarify." Old Man Yan said coldly, it's already a great honor for him to chase here.

The underground parking lot was a bit dim, Cheng Nanchu had already walked in, and seeing the five fingerprints on Yan Zecheng's face, his face darkened.

And the group of people who were chasing down also saw the five fingerprints clearly under the light, and looked at each other for a while.

"No." Yan Zecheng said mockingly, refusing to compromise at all.

Yan Zecheng really threatened himself by putting a knife on his neck, the old man Yan was almost going crazy, and the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill seemed to have no effect.

"Yan Zecheng, you, you..." Mr. Yan held up his crutch and was about to pull it up.

He is the eldest grandson of the Yan family, but he is the least qualified to inherit the Yan family.

"What are you? Did he make this picture? You abused him when he was a child. Now that something happened, let him go out and clarify. Can you show some face?" Cheng Nanchu stopped when he saw this. Banquet old man's crutches.

Everyone who heard these words fell silent.

What great secret did they hear? The boy in the photo is actually Young Master Yan.

"This is our Yan family's business. It's your turn to intervene as an outsider." Seeing Cheng Nanchu, Mr. Yan became even angrier.

"So what if I'm an outsider? I just can't bear to see so many of you bullying him." Cheng Nanchu threw the crutch out.

"You..." Mr. Yan pointed at Cheng Nanchu and was too angry to speak.

And Yan Zecheng, who was protected by Cheng Nanchu, not only did not stop her, but also had a bit of pampering in his eyes.

"What do you think he is? When you were a child, you beat him whenever you wanted? How old is he now? Do you still want to fight?"

"you you……"

"What are you, am I wrong? Yanzecheng, let's go." Cheng Nanchu took Yanzecheng's hand and walked out.

And all the people bowed their heads in silence, only the rapid breathing of Mr. Yan could be heard.

The next moment, Mr. Yan passed out directly.

"Banquet, banquet..."

Hearing this voice, Cheng Nanchu was also taken aback. Isn't this really irritating people?

Yan Zecheng looked at all this coldly, and held Cheng Nanchu's hand tighter with his backhand, ignoring those people.

"Don't you really need to go?" Cheng Nanchu asked hesitantly when he saw the crowd chaotically calling for a doctor.

"Compared to them, I am more important." Yan Zecheng's eyes were already scarlet.

Seeing the blood in his eyes, Cheng Nanchu immediately stopped hesitating and ran away with Yan Zecheng.

"Where are they?"

"I see, it's Yan Dong."

Suddenly the underground parking lot became noisy, and a large group of reporters with long guns and short cannons swarmed over.

"Young Master Yan's car, Young Master Yan is over there..."

The sharp-eyed reporter saw the license plate of Yanze City at a glance, and there was obviously someone on it.