President Daddy, you have to be good

Jiang Yuansang wanted to leave but couldn't, Chen Qi blocked the door to go out, he turned back and said to Feng Jiuci: "If you came to me because of Qin Weiqian, then I can tell you clearly You, we have nothing to say."

"Before I get angry, I think you should think about what you just said." Feng Jiuci reminded him.

Jiang Yuansang said: "Hmph, you have already promised my elder brother, if you attack our Jiang family, my elder brother will not let you go."

"Then what if I only attack you?" Feng Jiuci asked him.

"You dare." Jiang Yuansang snorted coldly.

Feng Jiuci put the red wine glass in his hand on the table, stood up slowly, and walked towards Jiang Yuansang, who was so frightened that Jiang Yuansang kept backing away, his eyes full of fear.

"You, what do you want to do?" Jiang Yuansang's voice was full of fear.

The man didn't speak, and when he walked in front of Jiang Yuansang, he suddenly made a move, and pressed Jiang Yuansang on the table with a swipe.

Outside the door, the boss of the clubhouse was trembling with fear.

"That, that..." He couldn't help but want to say good things for Jiang Yuansang.

Chen Qi glanced at him and said, "This is a matter between our president and the fourth young master. It's better for others not to interfere."

The boss of the clubhouse hesitated to speak, and finally could only bite the bullet and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

In the box, Jiang Yuansang yelled angrily: "Feng Jiuci, let me go, you bastard, let me go quickly."

Feng Jiuci picked up the bottle of red wine on the table and pointed it at Jiang Yuansang's head.

"Ah—" Jiang Yuansang screamed in fright.

Feng Jiuci sneered: "I didn't even pour it."

"How dare you!" Jiang Yuansang was very annoyed.

Chen Qi, who was standing at the door, heard him yelling, and it sounded miserable outside, while those friends of Jiang Yuansang were trembling with fright, and no one dared to speak.

Chen Qi couldn't help but said: "Master Jiang Si, you still don't want to provoke our president. Jiang Yiqing is not here. Even if the president hangs you under the bridge, no one can save you. You should listen to my words and let your boss come to you quickly." Those bastards withdrew the manuscript, and make an apology, and let's forget about it."

"I, I don't!" Jiang Yuansang was quite tempered.

Friends enlightened him through a door: "Yuan Sang, hurry up and apologize on your knees, don't be brave, if you don't know the importance of the letter, you will go to the hospital again."

"Yes, yes, Patriarch Jiang is not here, you should admit your mistake quickly."

"A man can bend and stretch, and there is nothing to be ashamed of."

A group of friends who have been friends for many years did not come forward to save people.

Jiang Yuansang was also pissed off, and scolded them angrily: "You guys have the nerve to say it! Come and save me!"

"That, that...we can't beat it." Several people sneaked a glance at Feng Jiuci, thinking about it or forget it, offending Jiang Yuansang is a small thing, but offending Feng Jiuci would be a big deal.

"Bastards, you bastards." Jiang Yuansang cursed, but refused to let go.

Feng Jiuci had a bad temper and didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so he poured half a bottle of red wine on Jiang Yuansang's head. In an instant, the noble and wealthy son became a drowned chicken, very embarrassed.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you." Jiang Yuansang went crazy and rushed towards Feng Jiuci.

The man grabbed his hand and kicked him in the waist. Jiang Yuansang was kicked two meters away and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

Feng Jiuci took out a wet towel, casually wiped the wine stains on his palm, and said to Chen Qi, "Record it."

"Okay." Chen Qi walked in quickly and took some close-ups of Jiang Yuansang.

Jiang Yuansang, who was extremely arrogant just a moment ago, panicked instantly, covering his head with his hands: "Don't shoot, don't shoot my face."

"Fourth young master, don't be afraid. I will take pictures of you so badly that you will become a joke in Jiangcheng." Chen Qi smiled.

Jiang Yuansang was furious: "How dare you!"

"Why don't I dare? Don't forget, our president has contacted a lot of media recently, and it just so happens that they also need fresh materials. The handsome face of the fourth young master should be quite suitable." Chen Qi smiled. Very insidious.

Jiang Yuansang trembled all over: "How dare you! I'm the fourth young master of Jiangcheng. If you dare to post my ugly photos, we're not playing!"

"It has been sent." Chen Qi said sympathetically.

No one dared to come out to stop him, and they just watched Jiang Yuansang being bullied. After Feng Jiuci left, the group of bad friends rushed up to help Jiang Yuansang up.

Jiang Yuansang was so angry that he threw a cup at people: "You bastards, why didn't you come in and save people when I was being bullied just now? It's a shame that I treat you so well on weekdays, scumbags, a bunch of scumbags!"

The friend said: "It can't be our fault. Who asked you to offend Feng Jiuci for what? You clearly know that he is not easy to mess with, and you have already made a choice just now."

"That's right, if we come out to help, you won't be lying here alone, but a group of us."

"We are also people who want face. If you lose face, you can let the media delete the scandal. If we lose face, this face will never be regained."

The more Jiang Yuansang heard it, the angrier he became: "I'm looking for you, which means I deserve it?"

"That's not what we mean, absolutely not." Several people repeatedly denied.

Jiang Yuansang yelled: "You are! Get out, get out of here, everyone!"

"Okay, okay, let's go now." Several friends left without looking back.

The boss of the clubhouse stood at the door trembling, whether he would go in or not, and finally asked a few subordinates to go in and help Jiang Yuansang up, and sent him to Jiang's car.

Jiang Yuansang's special driver was taken aback. When he returned to Jiang's house, everyone was also taken aback. Their eyes almost fell out.Jiang Yuansang felt very ashamed, didn't say anything, and hurriedly covered his face and entered the house after getting off the car.

The housekeeper ran forward with concern: "Fourth young master, are you okay?"

Jiang Yuansang grabbed the butler's clothes: "Did Feng Jiuci send my photo?"

"Yes, yes, but don't worry, Fourth Young Master, I have already told the Patriarch about this, and he will definitely make the decision for Fourth Young Master." The housekeeper comforted.

Jiang Yuansang burst into tears: "The photos are all spread out, what's the use of big brother making decisions for me! The fourth young master of my dignified Jiang family, the object of admiration of all the famous ladies in Jiangcheng, how can I gain a foothold in Jiangcheng in the future? I'm not alive, I'm not alive!"

The housekeeper said with a stern face: "Fourth young master, don't be too sad. It's okay for you to lose face. Those ladies like you are not you, but the head of the house, so you don't need to worry about it at all."

Jiang Yuansang froze, grabbed the butler by the collar and roared, "What do you mean! Believe it or not, I hit my head and died here!"