In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Shen house.

Shen Yunchao, who was called home urgently by the old man, felt irritated.

"Grandpa, what happened?"

After being kicked out of Junsheng Group, he contacted several project partners and prepared to put pressure on Han Jiangxue.

Don't give me face?

Then don’t be so fucking shameless!

"Have you given the pass?"

Mr. Shen is wearing a straight Chinese tunic suit. Although he is old, he is full of energy.

Chen Yun muttered at the corner of his lips, unable to speak.

The old man spent a lot of favors to get this pass, which is very popular throughout Binhai.

As a result, Shen Yunchao forced it in and didn't even get it out...

He was afraid that grandpa would be disappointed, and even more afraid that grandpa would be angry and call him a waste.

"Are you deaf?"

Seeing that his grandson was coy and silent, the old man became a little anxious: "Did you give it to Han Jiangxue?"

"No—no."

Shen Yunchao was frightened by the old man, so he confessed and was lenient.

He was about to quibble about why he didn't send it out, but the old man spread his hands and said, "Give me the ticket."

"Ah?" Shen Yunchao explained anxiously. "Grandpa, it's not that I don't want to send it, it's that I haven't made time yet. Please give me another chance..."

It’s over.

The old man must have felt that he had made no progress after chasing Han Jiangxue for so long, and he had completely lost his patience.

"Where did you come from with so much nonsense? Where are the tickets? Take them out!" Although the old man's tone was serious, he obviously lost his impatience.

When Shen Yunchao saw this, he had no choice but to take out the pass out of frustration and return it to his grandfather tremblingly.

"Grandpa, I——"

"Fortunately you didn't give it away!" Mr. Shen folded the ticket and put it in his pocket. "Otherwise I will suffer the same consequences!"

When Shen Yunchao heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

What does it mean that I'm lucky I haven't given it away yet?

What, you damn old ghost, are you afraid that I won’t be able to win Han Jiangxue even if I give you the ticket, which is a waste of your resources?

"Who are you showing such a stinky face to?" The old man glared at his grandson and grunted without asking him to play riddles with him. "I have just been notified that the Beimang Dissatisfaction Pass has entered the market and been priced at sky-high prices."

"They also said this was a smear and insult to General Zhang Xiangbei."

"In anger, Beimang canceled all the previously issued passes and decided to redo them."

After hearing this, Shen Yunchao broke into a cold sweat.

He finally understood why grandpa would say that he was lucky not to give it away. If he really had to give it away, what would Han Jiangxue think of the Shen family?

How will I behave in the future?

In a daze, he remembered Zhang Ruoyu's oath that the pass was fake.

Have you ever opened your fucking mouth?

"Grandpa, ask someone for two more, and I will bring them to Han Jiangxue in a moment." Shen Yunchao calmed down.

Didn’t the man named Han say he had a ticket before?

Is it invalid now?

Getting this vote doesn't depend on your net worth, it depends on your connections!

Beimang is all angry because the tolls are flowing into the market. No matter how rich you are, you won't be able to get the tickets. I, Shen Yunchao, have to do it myself!

"I've already taken care of everything before you come back and I'm in the process of doing it."

The old man looked at his watch and said calmly: "Look at the time, there should be news soon."

Shen Yunchao sat down with comfort, but found that his back was wet.

The old man was scared to death just now, but now it seems that there is another bright future.

Mr. Han, your vote will be invalid later. Do you still dare to show off to me and pretend to be aloof?

Within a few minutes, the old man answered the phone, but with a deep frown, he hung up the phone with an annoyed look on his face after a few responses.

boom!

Patting his phone on the table, Mr. Shen said angrily: "A bunch of heartless white-eyed wolves!"

When Shen Yunchao saw this, he hurriedly asked: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"Those bastards are playing football there, and no one is willing to give an accurate answer!" Although Mr. Shen was angry, his mind did not stop.

Which big shot have you offended recently?

Otherwise, it would be impossible for those bastards to push back and forth.

After thinking about it, the old man's head almost exploded and he couldn't think of a reason.

I didn’t offend anyone. I did my duty after retreating. I didn’t even leave the house very often. Who would deliberately mess with me?

He glanced at Shen Yunchao from the corner of his eye and shook his head without thinking much.

How could this grandson offend a big shot who didn't even have the chance to offend him?

There will be no chance in the next life!

"You go to work first, and I will come back to you when you get the letter." Mr. Shen lit a cigarette and frowned.

"Remember what I said, if you can take down Han Jiangxue, it's up to you to make the decision for the Shen family."

"Thank you grandpa, I will never let you down!"

Shen Yun issued a military order.

ding ding.

The cell phone on the table rang again.

Shen Yunchao's eyebrows were filled with joy, and the old man's expression became much calmer. He even waited for a few seconds before answering in a pretentious manner.

A bunch of little bastards, how dare they deny face to their old leader?

But throughout the process of answering the phone, the old man went from sitting upright to restless.

In the end, he stood up and shouted, "A bunch of sons of bitches!"

He slammed his phone.

Chen Yunchao's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.

He has never seen grandpa get so angry...

"Grandpa, what's wrong..."

"These grandsons!" the old man scolded his mother.

"Before, I was still pushing back and forth. It seemed like I took the ticket and turned around to exchange money to buy a coffin!"

"It's better now. Just tell me directly that the Beimang Army has issued a death order. The votes can be given to anyone, but not to the person named Shen!"

Shen Yunchao was dumbfounded: "Why can't it be given to someone named Shen?"

"Those bastards said that Bei Mang just made a fortune telling that his mother's surname is Shen and Zhang Xiangbei are in conflict with each other!"

"I'm afraid that if the person named Shen goes there, it will ruin the feng shui of the cemetery!"

Grass!

Shen Yunchao almost burst a blood vessel.

Is there such a fucking bully?

After being furious for a while, the old man sat down feeling a little dizzy.

After calming down, my heart was filled with guilt and self-blame for my grandson...

It's his own fault.

Either the enemy from his early years has risen up and is deliberately disgusting himself, or he has offended a big shot recently without knowing it.

Otherwise, Beimang would name him and disgust him?

But who the hell is it?Why don't you have any impression at all?

Could it be that I really have Alzheimer's disease?

"Yun Chao, this pass is useless. But don't worry, grandpa will definitely support you in pursuing Han Jiangxue."

The old man breathed out a foul breath and felt strange in his heart.

It would be difficult for this useless grandson to pursue the daughter of the Han family.

As a result, I can't even get a pass now.

The old man could only support his grandson mentally: "Come on, grandpa is optimistic about you!"

Seeing that such a proud grandpa was being wronged for his own affairs, Shen Yunchao's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I can't take down Han Jiangxue, I'll show you my head!"

Before turning around and walking away, he stamped his feet and gave a military salute.

His face was filled with the tragic feeling of failure or success.