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The angry voice was like thunder, and Han Xiaoman's cold face was filled with fear.

The prospective eldest brother is really angry this time!

The words that Gu Xingchen wanted to complain about suddenly stopped like strings being cut off.

He knew that something serious must have happened if his brother was so angry.

"Brother, I, I'll be right over."

"Pa--" The hang-up sound came from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that the seriousness of the situation had exceeded Gu Xingchen's prediction.

Gu Xingchen stood up in a hurry and said as he walked: "Xiaoman, I'm sorry, I can't eat with you anymore. The big devil is really mad this time!"

"Alas!" Han Xiaoman stopped him, picked up the coat that had fallen on the sofa, stepped forward, put it on him gently, and arranged his clothes for him.

"Go ahead, Mr. Gu must have something important to do with you. When you're done, give me a call back."

Han Xiaoman is reasonable. After all, she is the president of a jewelry company. She is not like those pestering ladies and daughters who pester a man to prevent him from leaving.

Gu Xingchen took her hand, held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head and said softly:

"Xiaoman, you are such a considerate and good girl!"

Han Xiaoman pushed him away gently and said with a smile: "Go quickly, don't keep Mr. Gu waiting anxiously."

There was a soft smile on her cold face, like the breeze blowing on her face in spring: "I will give you a hug when I get home!"

"Okay!" Gu Xingchen was overjoyed, opened the car door, and strode away.

At six o'clock in the evening, a silver Rolls-Royce Phantom parked quietly at the gate of the World Trade Center construction site.

Although it is already dark, the roar of various machines in the construction site is still thundering, and these workers are still working in full swing!

In the back row of the Rolls-Royce, Gu Beichen was sitting there in a labor uniform, his serious face expressionless.

On the way here, the driver Xiao Lin was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. He knew that something big must have happened to make the young master so angry.

Not long after, three luxury cars slowly drove up.

The first person to get off the bus was Tong Dachuan.

He didn't know why, but when he saw President Gu's car parked there, he quickly ran over and opened the door.

"President, what's the matter with calling us here so late?"

As soon as he finished asking, he was shocked when he saw the president dressed as a migrant worker.

Ren Zhonghui, who was following closely, felt his heart skip a beat, something happened.

Gu Xingchen was wearing a coat, and his dignified appearance was in sharp contrast to the dusty construction site here.

Gu Beichen got out of the car without saying a word.

After getting off the car, he lifted his feet and walked inside.

As he walked, he ordered: "Stop all the machines! Call the person in charge of the construction unit and hold a meeting on site!"

Follow the route in memory and walk directly to the office.

Just then, the large truck convoy came again at noon.

"Beep--"

The horn of the heavy truck sounded like thunder, and Gu Beichen frowned and stopped.

At noon, the big man in the lead jumped out of the truck and yelled:

"His grandma's car, whose car is parked here blocking the road?"

He walked to the edge of the cab and kept tapping the window glass with his big thick hands: "Drive away quickly, don't delay grandpa's work!"

His words made the person who was originally worried break into a cold sweat.

Just as Tong Dachuan and Ren Zhonghui were about to run over to stop them, Gu Beichen reached out to stop them.

"I want to see who else dares to be so arrogant in this Dragon City?"

Gu Beichen stretched out his long legs and returned the same way.

After his death, Ren Zhonghui immediately sent a message to his son.

Around the big man, more than a dozen truck drivers came down one after another.

The driver, Xiao Lin, had never seen such a scene before. He drove for the young master, and people were always polite to him wherever he went.

And the people he came into contact with with the eldest young master were basically high-quality and well-educated upper-class people.

Where have you seen such a big man who looks like a gangster?

That loud voice could make someone break into a cold sweat even through the glass.

"Are you deaf? I asked you to move the car!"

Anyone who looked at Gu Beichen's cold eyes would know that the president was already furious.

"Blinding your dog eyes, this is..."

"Ahem!" Gu Beichen coughed twice, interrupting Ren Zhonghui's words.

"This is my car, what's wrong?"

"What else happened? You have three seconds to drive away, otherwise, don't blame the brothers for being rude!"

When Gu Xingchen heard this, he almost laughed!

"Brother, let me teach him how to behave, right?"

"No, we are all gentlemen, let me do it!"

The next moment!

"Snapped--"

Gu Beichen slapped him so hard that he almost made the big man's ears ring.

This scene was so frightening that the two vice-presidents behind him were shaking like chaff. They had never seen the president like this before.

Gu Beichen squatted in front of him with a strong aura, "What kind of rude method are you using? Show it to me?"

"You dare to hit me?" The big man was stunned. Now he came back to his senses and became furious in an instant.

Yi Gulu got up and shouted: "Brothers, kill him. If anything happens, I will be responsible. I will smash this car too!"

Gu Beichen stepped forward and kicked him hard in the abdomen.

"Stop, I am the vice president of the trade union, Ren Zhonghui, and I tell you to stop!"

"Vice President? Even the King of Heaven is here today, and I want to get rid of him too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Beichen kicked him.

"boom--"

The 1.8 meter tall man, weighing nearly 200 kilograms, was hit hard on the front hood of the truck behind him.

Seeing that I was speechless.

Without saying a word, Gu Xingchen waved his big fist when he came up, one to the left and one to the right of the two brothers.

In just a few minutes, there were truck drivers lying on the ground.

Constantly wailing.

Gu Beichen was very harsh. These people did not deserve his sympathy.

All his anger was vented on these people!

next second.

Gu Beichen turned his head, stared at Tong Dachuan and said, "I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation!"

"What's going on with these people?"

"This, this..."

His eyes looked at Ren Zhonghui unconsciously.

"Okay, I've written this down, and I'll do the accounting later!"

Then, ignoring the wailing truck drivers on the ground, he strode inside.

The two vice-presidents were so frightened that they followed behind cautiously.

"Bang bang——" Gu Beichen walked to the office and knocked on the door hard!

"Who is it! Are you tired of living?"

The person who came out to open the door was a young man with dyed yellow hair.

He still had playing cards in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth.

"Is your person in charge inside?"

Huang Mao suddenly became furious when he saw Gu Beichen dressed in migrant worker clothes.

"Damn it, didn't you see me playing cards? You're looking for death!"

Gu Xingchen went up and grabbed his collar, lifting him up easily.

The yellow-haired young man is 1.7 meters tall and weighs more than 130 pounds at least.

"Brother, brother! I have something to say!"

He was frightened. This man was so strong!

When he saw Gu Xingchen's face clearly the next second, he stopped panicking.

"Oh it's you!"

"A plasterer, no wonder his hands are so strong. I advise you to be careful and let me go, otherwise..."

"Snapped--"

Gu Xingchen didn't tolerate him. With one slap, five bright red finger prints appeared on his face.

Gu Beichen bypassed him and walked into the smoky office.

In the office, there were three young men gathered around a table with some cash and playing cards.

"Who's in charge here?"

"You're done for, you dare to cause trouble here!"

One of the young men in a black down jacket tossed his hair, stood up and said coldly: "I am, but I am very angry now, and the consequences will be serious, because you made me lose money and I am very unhappy!"

Gu Beichen smiled coldly: "What are the consequences? I really want to know!"

Ren Zhonghui rushed over, "I am Vice President Ren, and now I ask you to broadcast a stop to the work immediately, and then call all engineers for a meeting!"

"Hahaha!"

"He said he was the vice president!"

Another thin man laughed loudly: "Then I will still be the president!"

"Who doesn't know that our big boss is the son of the vice president? How dare you pretend to be the big boss's father?"

"Huh?" The thin man circled around Ren Zhonghui, looked up and down, and then sneered: "I admire your courage!"

Gu Beichen handed it over with cold eyes: "Check it for me, check it to the end!"

"You two? Whose son is this big boss?"

Ren Zhonghui was so frightened that he immediately bent down and said tremblingly: "President, it's Quanzi."

"Should I ask him to come over, or should you tell him to get lost?"