Li Feng and Zhao Yihong are smart and put Wang Tao into Jiangdong’s camp. In fact, this is the pit that Jiangdong dug for Wang Tao, deliberately causing the hatred of Li Feng and Zhao Yihong. These two self-righteous second-generation faces were beaten harder. , The greater the resentment towards Wang Tao!

As for the silly beep that buried the pit, it was Li Feng and Zhao Yihong!

Jiangdong believes that these two will definitely not let Wang Tao go easily, and Wang Tao will also pay the price for the vacillation and inferiority of others!

"You two, what are you muttering?" Jiang Dong glanced at Li Feng and Zhao Yihong disapprovingly.

When Jiang Dong's voice fell, the anger of Li Feng and Zhao Yihong was immediately ignited.

"Fuck! You wait!" Zhao Yihong took out the phone without saying a word.

Compared to Zhao Yihong's impulse, Li Feng was somewhat calm. After all, he was invited by Du Shuai, and he said one thousand things, and Du Shuai was the master.

Li Feng can borrow money from a friend, but the favor in the second-generation circle is not measurable by money, because everyone is not short of money. What Li Feng has to consider now is what kind of thing will be used to repay this favor in the future !

In recent years, the debt of favor is the most difficult to pay back. Is it worth it for a Du Shuai?

Li Feng began to hesitate, then turned his gaze to Du Shuai, "Xiao Du, what do you think?"

"I..." Du Shuai squeaked, he stopped talking.

By now, Du Shuai actually retreated, because he never expected that Jiangdong, who has become a bereaved dog, would be able to come up with six million in cash to offer two Mercedes-Benz G63s at once!

Coupled with the Maserati parked outside the door, the total value of the three cars is close to 10 million. This is not Du Shuai driving a BMW three-series. He has no right to speak in the family, and he has not even studied at university. What the brat boy dared to imagine!

"Trash!" Li Feng naturally saw Du Shuai's hesitation and cursed coldly.

"Brother Feng, I...I..." Du Shuai is so old and has never been so embarrassed.

"Get out!" Li Feng yelled angrily, and no longer paid attention to Du Shuai.

"Jiangdong!" Du Shuai gritted his teeth and looked at Jiangdong. "Today you are a good beep. It will be a long time in the future. Let's take a look!"

"You don't need to count, I've always been a good beep, but I like low-key." Jiang Dong glanced at Du Shuai indifferently, "As for the future, hehe, Du Shuai, I never put you in my eyes. You are not my opponent, and you will be even less worthy in the future."

"Fuck!" Du Shuai became angry, but the fire returned to the fire. It is a fact that he can't play Jiangdong. "When I inherit the Du Group, I see how hard your mouth is!"

"Du Group?" Jiang Dong smiled contemptuously, "Go back and ask you Lao Tzu, if you dare to talk to me like this."

"What?" Du Shuai woke up abruptly. The photos Sun Li had posted in the group before hit Du Shuai's brain at this moment.

Thinking of this, Du Shuai didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran outside the exhibition hall as if fleeing. He suddenly missed home because he wanted to go back and ask Du Minghao face to face.

As for shame or something, in Jiangdong's hands, is Du Shuai still less embarrassed?

"Spicy chicken!" Li Feng looked at the back of Du Shuai who had fled from the wild, and scolded disdainfully: "Just like you, you want to mix in Wucheng in the future? You stepping on a horse is a joke in the second generation circle of Wucheng!"

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