The president's pet daughter

Their commotion was too loud, and many guests around were already attracted by Chen Mao's voice.

Huang Qibo and Lin Xi hurried over when they heard the wind, seeing Chen Mao lying on the ground, Huang Qibo couldn't help but be taken aback.

"How is this going?"

Huang Qibo thought of Chen Mao's bad reviews, and looked at Ling Zhaozhao worriedly. Seeing her standing there calmly, he was relieved.

"You are the boss here, right? These two men and women beat me wantonly here. Don't cover them up. Otherwise, when I tell my dad, don't even think about it!"

Chen Mao remembered that the relationship between Ling Zhaozhao and Huang Qibo seemed to be good, and worried that Huang Qibo would cover them up, so he gritted his teeth and started blatantly threatening Huang Qibo.

He pointed at Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe, with an expression on his face as if he wanted to drag them to hell together.

Song Mingzhe sneered when he heard Chen Mao's extremely arrogant words, and stepped on the finger he extended.

"Oh? Is that how you fight?"

He stepped on Chen Mao's fingers with his toes, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Huang Qibo on the side looked at Song Mingzhe's actions, and he was terrified.

He naturally knew that Chen Mao was the one who did the evil, but if something happened to Chen Mao in the fight, even if they were right, they would become unreasonable.

What's more, behind Chen Mao stood the Chen family who took everything in black and white.

This is also the reason why Chen Mao is so arrogant.

Although Song Mingzhe didn't look like an ordinary person, the Chen family was a well-known local snake in the neighborhood after all. No matter how they looked at it, they couldn't compete with the Chen family.

"Mr. Song, it's better not to fight. He is the young master of the Chen family. If something happens, we can't afford to offend the Chen family."

Huang Qibo couldn't help but tugged on Song Mingzhe's sleeve, advising him to stop in moderation.

Listening to Huang Qibo's words, Ling Zhaozhao also realized that Chen Mao had a lot of background.

Although Song Mingzhe was standing up for her, she didn't want Song Mingzhe to get into any trouble because of it.

But before she could make a sound, Song Mingzhe put more force on his feet.

This time, he stepped on Chen Mao's entire palm.

His face was calm and calm, but Chen Mao was trampled under his feet and screamed again and again.

The Chen family?

Song Mingzhe narrowed his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Chen Mao who was lying on the ground and howling sarcastically.

Even if he really crippled Chen Mao's hand today, the Chen family would not dare to say a word.

"so what?"

His simple three words vividly expressed the contempt that he didn't take the Chen family seriously.

"Call the police, I want to call the police, murder!"

Chen Mao originally thought that moving out of the Chen family would make these people feel intimidated, and maybe because of their family's power, he would obediently kowtow and apologize to him.

But I didn't expect that the man in front of me seemed to be crazy, not only did not let him go, but even worse.

If he didn't call the police, he felt that his hand was about to be trampled off!

police station.

Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe made the transcripts separately.

The Chen family really covered the sky with one hand in this area. When they heard that they were beating the young master of the Chen family, the policeman who took the record for Ling Zhaozhao just did it hastily, and even his eyes became more indifferent.

Ling Zhaozhao also noticed something unusual, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Lin Xi, do you think something will happen to him?"

Song Mingzhe was taken alone to take notes, Ling Zhaozhao was really worried.

Lin Xi and Huang Qibo also faced difficulties. This time Song Mingzhe provoked someone who was not easy to provoke. It is estimated that this matter will not be so easy to pass.

On the other side, Chen Mao was lying on a chair and howling.

"Master Chen, your father will be here soon, please wait."

The policeman who took the notes for Chen Mao and Song Mingzhe poured Chen Mao a cup of hot water with a flattering smile on his face.

As for Song Mingzhe, who was sitting by the side, no one cared about him.

"Hmph, when my dad comes, you just wait to spend a few years in prison! You dare to beat me, I will make you regret it forever!"

Chen Mao looked at his hand wrapped into pig's trotters, and coldly mocked Song Mingzhe, who had a calm face.

Song Mingzhe didn't even bother to give him a look.

Chen Mao couldn't help spitting, thinking that Song Mingzhe was pretending to be calm, maybe he was so frightened that he wanted to pee his pants.

"You like to stand out, don't you? When the time comes, I will make this Ling... Zhaozhao my woman, and then I will visit you in the prison, and let you know that being rich means being unscrupulous."

Chen Mao whistled contemptuously and said coolly.

There was a sound of footsteps, and suddenly many figures appeared at the door.

Chen Mao saw his father at a glance, and beside him was a strange man with a serious face and a strong figure.

His father Chen Guangsong's face contained a bit of anger, and he looked at Chen Mao unkindly.

Chen Mao is already used to this kind of look. Anyway, as long as he obediently admits his mistake and lives at home for a few days, he can still do evil outside.

"Dad, it was this man who hit me."

Chen Mao pointed at Song Mingzhe, feeling wronged like a three-year-old child, wanting Chen Guangsong to uphold justice for him.

Chen Guangsong had already understood the ins and outs of the matter on the way here, and when he saw Song Mingzhe, his lips trembled involuntarily.

Snapped--

Chen Mao was waiting happily for his father, Chen Guangsong, to teach Song Mingzhe a lesson, but the old man slapped him mercilessly.

Chen Guangsong watched his only son's cheeks swelled up and swollen by himself, feeling distressed and angry.

He walked up to Song Mingzhe and bowed respectfully to Song Mingzhe, with a little sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Song, Quanzi is ignorant and has offended you. I apologize to you on behalf of Quanzi."

Chen Mao covered his face, watching helplessly that his arrogant father actually bowed his head to the man who beat him.

"President Song, everything has been done."

Rong Yuan stood aside and said with a stern face.

Chen Guangsong's face flushed red when he heard these words, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

The business relationship between the Chen family and Boer was abruptly ruined because of his son's ignorance.

From then on, their Chen family will decline.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help venting his anger on his son who would only cause trouble for himself.

"What else would you do except cause trouble? The entire Chen family is ruined in your hands!"

Chen Mao was a little confused by his father's beating, and a bad premonition vaguely rose in his heart.

Song Mingzhe responded in a low voice, stood up, stood in front of Chen Mao, and looked down at him.

"You're right, money is really unscrupulous."

His eyes were full of sarcasm and contempt, as if he was the god who ruled over everything.