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

In the box, everyone except Mr. Huang was calm and relaxed.

All other official representatives were stunned.

Everyone looked at each other, their nerves tense to the extreme.

That uncle of the Han family, the cook of Beimang just now, is the legendary Zhang Xiangbei of Beimang?

If others say this, they may not believe it.

But General Michel, who had had several close communications with Zhang Xiangbei, personally broke the news, so they couldn't help but not believe it.

At the moment when they accepted this fact, the representatives were filled with enthusiasm and could not help themselves.

They regarded General Michel as their honored guest. Even if they beat the emperor, they just wanted to cover it up and did not dare to make a big fuss.

After all, Boss Huang was at fault first, so it seems reasonable to be beaten...

But in Zhang Xiangbei's eyes, Michelle is just a loser.

Why is a dishonest person so tyrannical in China?

Still hitting someone?

Less beatings?

All the representatives stood tall and acted wildly and unscrupulously.

"Zhang Xiangbei? It has been more than half a year since General Zhang died in battle. Where did Zhang Xiangbei come from?" An official representative sneered. "General Michel, I think you were frightened by the ghost of General Zhang, right?"

It's officially dead.

These representatives don’t dare to admit it.

"General Michel, you can talk about cooperation however you want, but if you talk nonsense and slander General Zhang, don't blame me for turning against you!" Another representative who was already tough said firmly.

Boss Huang took out a cigarette.

A representative next to him immediately took out a lighter and lit it respectfully for Boss Huang: "Brother, after you were humiliated and went out just now, if the brothers hadn't stopped me, I almost got into a fight with Michelle!"

"Who's stopping me?" Boss Huang took a puff of his cigarette and his eyes turned cold.

"Uh... the scene was too chaotic and I couldn't see clearly." the representative said steadily.

"Oh, I forgive you." Mr. Huang has a good temper and doesn't care.

But looking at General Michel's troops and drums, the representatives were so majestic and high-spirited.

Boss Huang finally understood why even the old man, the old Buddha of the Han family, and even those old guys who had long since retired to the mountains and forests but had a terrifying influence in China, respected and cared for Zhang Ruoyu so much.

Even the grumpy mother's words were slightly complimentary when she mentioned Zhang Xiangbei.

That's not really a compliment.

But be respectful.

It's really meaningful that he's alive.

No matter how peace-loving a country is, it still needs a sharp sword to shock the world.

Face must be earned back, not begged.

Just showing weakness is meaningless.

The peace that seeks compromise is also doomed to have undercurrents.

Zhang Xiangbei's name was like a thorn piercing Michelle's heart.

He only needs to stand in front of Michelle to act as a terrifying deterrent, scaring the very powerful Michelle to death.

The cooperation was very amicable.

The two parties with their heads in disarray became the core of this negotiation.

After the conversation, Michelle took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and toasted Mr. Huang.

"As the old saying goes, you can't get to know each other without fighting." Michelle said in broken Chinese. "I hope we can be close to your country."

"It depends on your mood." Boss Huang said in an understatement, very crazy.

Michelle twitched the corners of her mouth.

This old guy, with Zhang Xiangbei's support, is going crazy?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the group of American officials. They all looked at him with complicated and ambiguous looks.

Michelle almost had a heart attack, gritted her teeth and whispered: "Stop being so damn weird. If you have the ability, go challenge Zhang Xiangbei?"

"General, you are too sensitive. We didn't mean that..." a US official tried to smooth things over.

"Then what do you mean?" Michelle growled.

"It's boring." Another American official who was born with a face that deserves a beating said with a grin.

"Fake!" Michelle got up and almost killed his colleague.

ding ding.

The phone rings.

It can be regarded as bringing back the rampaging Michelle.

Michelle answered the phone and said in a stiff tone: "What's the matter?"

The phone number is a local number in Beijing.

After he beat Boss Huang just now, he was afraid of leaving any sequelae, so he called for consultation, but the other party said that there was no big problem, it was just a trivial matter.

"I heard that General Michel was injured?" A calm and elegant voice said.

"None of your business?" Michelle was a little anxious when her scar was revealed.

"I've sent someone here." A calm and majestic voice sounded again. "General Michel was beaten in Yanjing City, which hinders the international view. We will definitely bring the perpetrators to justice and give General Michel an explanation."

When Michelle heard this, her temper immediately disappeared. Even her tone was soft: "It's not necessary, right? You don't have any arms or legs."

"When I was a soldier, my injuries were much more serious than this. Shouldn't I still train as usual?"

The steady voice on the other side of the phone paused for a few seconds, then slowly rang again: "General Michel, I know what your concerns are. It doesn't matter, he has retired and is not as scary as you thought."

When Michelle heard this, she immediately swore: "Are you sick? He won't be called Zhang Xiangbei after he retires? He's retired and the 30 Bei Mang troops won't listen to his orders?"

"Isn't it that when I clink glasses with you, the rim of the glass is half as high as yours?"

"You have to fucking play me to death? Isn't that so fucking useless?!"

After that, Michelle hung up the phone and sent the content of the call she had just recorded to Boss Huang: "Tell Zhang Xiangbei that this matter has nothing to do with Michelle and me. I am innocent!"

"Understood, I will tell my niece's husband Zhang Ruoyu."