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Chapter 54 Punch Out
"This dead girl, don't let me find her a good marriage, but go to mess with that Chen Yiqian!" Shen Baicheng sat beside the seat, his face full of anger.

The meal just made by the aunt at home was almost completely ruined, broken porcelain pieces fell on the floor, Shen Baicheng's son stood in the middle of the living room and was frightened and cried loudly, Shen Baicheng roared in frustration all over the room.

"Come here! Take care of your son!" Shen Baicheng grabbed the boy's arm roughly, and dragged him in front of Hou Cuicui, "I've had enough of it, Shen Yao doesn't know how to be grateful, and you two go too Hurry up and make trouble for me!"

He didn't care about the mother and son who were so frightened that they were crying, he just took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, panting heavily.

At that time, he shouldn't have saved face for Shen Yao, he should have captured her and stuffed her directly on President Jin's bed, which saved so much trouble.

He is just such a daughter, and she is the only one who can help her say a few words in front of Boss Jin. When the time comes, he will be able to handle things smoothly, and she, Shen Yao, will not get any benefit?

This girl just followed her mother, she couldn't figure it out at all, and didn't care about the overall situation.

Shen Baicheng pressed his sore head, propped himself up and walked out of the room. Before he left, he still took a hard look at Hou Cuicui who was kneeling on the ground, and scolded them hundreds of times in his heart.

Because of this, Jin Minghui is not even willing to answer his phone now, so he can only take some time to wait for Jin Minghui downstairs in Qianzhou, hoping to put some money in and treat someone to dinner to make Jin Minghui change his mind.

Shen Baicheng drove to the gate of Qianzhou. At this time, it was about half an hour before Qianzhou's scheduled off-duty time. He parked the car aside and stared at the gate, for fear that he would miss Jin Ming if he didn't pay attention. Fai's trail.

Jin Minghui works in the marketing department of Qianzhou, and he can be regarded as a middle-level manager. He is usually promoted only by his qualifications, but not his strength. He mainly focuses on a reverse-exploitation capitalist.

He had just accompanied Meng Gan to the gate of the company today when he was caught by Shen Baicheng who had been waiting for a long time again.

"Boss Jin, Boss Jin! It's me, old Shen." Shen Baicheng took down two bags of good wine from the trunk of the car, and walked to Jin Minghui's side, keeping his eyes on Meng Gan's side, for fear that people would not notice him .

When Jin Minghui saw Shen Baicheng smiling all over his face, his eyelids twitched inadvertently, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

He hurriedly stepped forward to embrace Shen Baicheng, grabbed his arm and pulled him aside, but Shen Baicheng avoided him lightly.

Shen Baicheng went straight to Meng Gan's side and stretched out his hands: "Oh, this is Mr. Meng, he is so young, he is really a good-looking talent."

Meng Gan drooped his brows and eyes, not interested in Shen Baicheng's deliberate flattery, unlike Chen Yiqian who was a master who could pretend to be superficial, he didn't even bother to give him an extra look.

Shen Baicheng's hands had to hover in the air in embarrassment, and finally retracted, wiping the hem of his clothes in embarrassment.

Forget it, young people with ambition always have a higher spirit, which is understandable.

"Mr. Meng, I'm Shen Baicheng, and I may have some connection with Mr. Jin in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jin Minghui's heart was so frightened that it almost jumped out. Now that Shen Baicheng's daughter has caught up with Chen Yiqian's line, there is no one she can portray.

If Boss Xiao Meng didn't pay attention and said a few words in front of Chen Yiqian, his ashes would probably be floating in the sea before tomorrow.

"Tsk, there's nothing you can't say, it's a matter of time." Shen Baicheng was a little flustered, fearing that the appointment with Jin Minghui would be in vain again, "Aren't you very satisfied with my Yaoyao?"

His Yaoyao?

The steps that Meng Gan was just about to take back at this moment, he took advantage of the opportunity to remember the person's self-introduction, and connected some things together.

"Is your daughter Shen Yao?"

Shen Baicheng was taken aback suddenly, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Mr. Meng, do you know my daughter?"

He reckoned that Meng Gan seemed to be interested in Shen Yao, and hurriedly introduced him. If Shen Yao's marriage with Jin Minghui turned bad, it would be good for her to climb up to Meng Gan.

"Recently there is a very popular variety show, what is it called? Pastoral Style, where my daughter is a resident guest. It's just that she is a bit disobedient. She is not willing to marry such a good person as Mr. Jin. You say her vision Is it high?"

Shen Baicheng continued to babble on the side, not noticing that Meng Gan who was standing on the side had quietly changed his face.

"That little girl doesn't know how to be grateful at all"

Just as Shen Baicheng's words were stuck in his mouth, before Meng Gan's fist rushed directly to his cheek, it was heavy and fast, and even brought a gust of wind in his ear.

"Mr. Xiao Meng, calm down, this is the entrance of the company!" Jin Minghui's fleshy face trembled, and he couldn't stop regretting in his heart.

He shouldn't get involved with Shen Baicheng, who is not clear about things. Meng Gan is just a name in Qianzhou, and Shen Baicheng will bump into him when he comes to the company occasionally.

How can a middle-aged man who works in the office all day long be compared with a young and strong young man? What's more, Meng Gan committed a death blow to Shen Bai, and the few security guards at the gate of the shallow boat that Jin Minghui brought almost passed away. Hold Menggan.

It wasn't until Meng Gan loosened his strength on purpose that he separated the struggling two.

"Mr. Meng, what are you doing!" Jin Minghui looked at the wound on Meng Gan's forehead and wiped the sweat off his head. "The entrance of the company, how bad is this effect?"

Meng Gan patted the dust that had accidentally stuck to his pants, raised his eyebrows, and stared at Jin Minghui who was standing aside with undisguised eyes.

"What am I doing? This old thing carried it for you today, and if anyone dares to put their minds on Shen Yao, I will do it with you."

Jin Minghui froze in place, as if his body had fallen into an ice cave, his mind went blank, and he even lost the ability to speak.

"President Xiao Meng..."

Jin Minghui still wanted to struggle to argue a few words, but was interrupted by Meng Gan raising his hand.

He looked at Jin Minghui and frowned, and his words were full of warning: "Don't let me see you again."

"Mr. Meng! I've been by your side for so long. I have worked hard without credit!" Jin Minghui took two quick steps forward and grabbed Meng Gan's trousers. The flesh on his face squeezed together looked ridiculous.

Meng Gan knelt down and patted him on the face contemptuously: "Credit and hard work are things that can only be done by human beings. You are just a dog I keep by my side."

Jin Minghui sat paralyzed where he was, yes, this is the real Meng Gan.

He used to naively thought that Meng Gan was a temperless master who always looked lazy and lacked energy.

Until today, he can be regarded as knowing that he has no temper, but he was lucky and didn't hit his muzzle.

(End of this chapter)