The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The fight between two people directly turned into a multi-person fight.

Unilateral abuse!

Various places on Rong Shichu's body were soon stained, his clothes were ragged, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

...

"Chi..."

The car brakes sounded.

Gu Zhan rushed over in a hurry, seeing this posture at the scene, he was dizzy and almost passed out.

He stepped forward to pull Tan Wan'an, with a false smile on his face, "Second Lord, Mrs. Rong, we are wrong about this matter today."

Unexpectedly, he would come to the scene, Tan Wan'an struggled vigorously several times.

But the more she struggled, the heavier Gu Zhan's grip became, making her hand hurt.

Rong Liyuan remained expressionless, "Patriarch Gu, I don't want to see this kind of thing a second time."

The cold voice fell in Gu Zhan's ears, like the cold wind of winter resounding through.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his posture again and again, "Yes yes yes... I promise not."

Tan Wan'an, "My husband..."

Gu Zhan scolded in a low voice, "Shut up!"

Sensing the low air pressure lingering around him, Tan Wan'an's heart trembled, her lips twitched, and finally she turned her head reluctantly.

Old Xu said cheerfully, "Patriarch Gu, you have married a good wife."

He had a kind face and a joking tone, but there were dozens of doctors standing behind him, and the strong sense of oppression made him nervous.

Gu Zhan's body stiffened for a moment, and he could only smile awkwardly.

"Yun'er, help your mother go back."

He stared at Gu Qingyun with a stern look, and there was a clear warning and no doubt in his dark pupils.

She looked at Mu Changying in front of her, clenched her hands unwillingly, and showed a gentle smile, "...OK."

Pacing forward, regardless of Tan Wanan's struggle, he carried her away with a little force.

The person in the way left, Gu Zhan apologized with an old face.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Mu Changying suddenly felt bored.

She looked at Xu Lao, "Xu Lao, please run for a while."

Mr. Xu smiled and shook his head, "No trouble, no trouble."

The group of little bastards behind him had long wanted to see the genius doctor's demeanor, and this trip was not in vain, he gained a lot.

He took out an exquisitely crafted bordered card from his pocket, "By the way, this is an invitation letter for the Beijing University Medical Symposium."

Mu Changying frowned, and took it with a smile.

! ! ! !

"Fuck!"

The onlookers rubbed their eyes, and there was a storm in their hearts. Did Mu Changying criticize the Beijing University's medical seminar like this?

Rong Liyuan gently squeezed Mu Changying's little hand, "Let's go."

At this time, there was a vibrating sound from his mobile phone, he slid the screen to unlock, and a text message came into his eyes.

Li Li: [Second Lord, the supply of goods that Gu's Group is fighting for recently has been revealed to their deadly enemy. 】

He squeezed the phone, and the corners of his mouth raised imperceptibly, 【Good job, I'll give you a raise later. 】

On the other side, Dingmao Group.

When Li Li saw this text message, a slight smile appeared on his usually indifferent and ruthless face.

This smile is so rare, the employee next to her was slightly stunned, could it be that Li Tezhu is in a relationship when he smiles so sweetly?

...

After Mu Changying and Rong Liyuan left, the helicopter parked at the school gate also rose into the air mightily.

The big shots had all left, no one was suppressing them, and Qingjin's students chattered together.

"Oh my god, I'm actually a classmate with Mr. Mu."

"Bah, before you called Mu Changying, but now you call him Big Brother Mu, you're really shameless."

"Shouting like this is a respect for the boss, you know what a fart!"

...

While discussing, they also logged on to the campus forum, and wrote a small composition of several thousand words eloquently.