Personalized Dragon Son-in-law

Zhuang Xiaoyu yelled at Cao Lin angrily and strongly asked Cao Lin and Jiang Feng to apologize to Mr. Smith.

At this time, it is not just Zhuang Xiaoyu, Feng Yue and a Xiang who are humiliating Cao Lin.

Everyone present is no longer whispering, but pointing at Cao Lin and Jiang Feng without taboo.

"It's really shameless for Cao Lin to let her son-in-law pretend to be a vice president and wear a fake to the party."

"Cao Lin has lost her face this time."

"Yes, if you look at Jiang Feng again, he is completely a loser. Don't mention that he is wearing a high imitation suit. I see that even if he is wearing a genuine one, he doesn't look like a president at all."

"I don't know what Cao Lin thought. She let her waste son-in-law pretend to be the vice president and bought a fake suit."

"Yes, even if you want to find someone to pretend, you have to find a decent person."

Cao Lin stood aside and listened clearly to these people talking about herself wantonly. She really had no way.

At this time, Cao Lin couldn't bear the insult and ridicule of everyone, so she went to Smith and prepared to apologize to Smith.

Cao Lin made a deep bow to Smith.

In an instant, the words of apology had not been said, but what came was a hard slap from Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Originally, Cao Lin's face was swollen by Ah Xiang. This time, Zhuang Xiaoyu swung her arm round and slapped her again.

Zhuang Xiaoyu said to Cao Lin with great pride, "do you think you can come to our party at this level? My slap is to wake you up and let you clearly realize the gap between you and me! "

Cao Lin felt a burning pain on her face.

Cao Lin covered her face and her eyes were filled with tears.

However, at this time, Cao Lin's eyes were full of hate. She stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu. Her eyes seemed to swallow Zhuang Xiaoyu alive.

However, the current situation does not allow Cao Lin to resist.

Cao Lin had to lower her head again and was ready to apologize to Smith again.

This is, but Jiang Feng suddenly came over and stopped Cao Lin.

"Mother in law, we don't have to apologize to the foreigner, because the suit I'm wearing is not what the foreigner said before. I'm wearing genuine goods." Jiang Feng said firmly to Cao Lin.

As soon as Jiang Feng said this, the whole audience was silent, and then the whole audience laughed.

"Ha ha ha, did you hear what the boy just said?"

"He thought he was wearing genuine clothes!"

"This dress was originally made by Mr. Smith. Can't you see the products you made?"

"I really don't know who gave this waste so much courage. Is it Liang Jingru? Ha ha! "

Smith also gently raised his eyebrows and emphasized Jiang Feng in his broken Chinese.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't know if I didn't make it clear just now. Now I can tell you again! The suit you're wearing is a fake, because I made this suit, so I don't want to see someone wearing pirated clothes of my creativity and still swaggering in front of me! "

Even Cao Lin looked at Jiang Feng and wondered why Jiang Feng would suddenly say such words at this time.

Zhuang Xiaoyu heard that Jiang Feng still insisted that he was wearing genuine clothes.

In an instant, Zhuang Xiaoyu's anger quickly rushed to his heart.

"Crazy, you are all crazy. Come on, security guard! Where's the security guard? "

Zhuang Xiaoyu immediately called the security guard.

"Get them out of here!" Zhuang Xiaoyu pointed to Cao Linjiang Feng and said angrily.

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't even want to look at him now. He turned his back directly and pointed to Cao Lin and Jiang Feng.

The security guard standing at the door heard Zhuang Xiaoyu's angry cry and rushed in quickly. First, he said respectfully to Cao Lin and Jiang Feng: "excuse me, guys, please leave our hotel immediately!"

Cao Lin took Jiang Feng and was ready to leave this place.

But Zhuang Xiaoyu shouted at the security guard again, "didn't you hear what I said clearly? I said, "get them out of here!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu even clenched his teeth word by word when he said the second half of the sentence.

The security guards hesitated for a moment, and with the order of the security captain, they were ready to start fighting Cao Lin.

"Cao Lin, if you want me to say, you should go quickly and don't continue to make a fool of yourself here."

"Yes, Cao Lin, do you have to let these security guards throw you out to be satisfied?"

"Don't come to the party without capital. It makes you so ugly. Why?"

Cao Lin looked at these old classmates in front of her. At this time, not only did no one help her speak, but she even kept mocking herself.

Cao Lin never thought that these old students would treat themselves like this, completely without a trace of classmate affection.

At the critical moment when the security guard started on Cao Lin, Jiang Feng pushed the security guard out and protected Cao Lin.

At this time, the security captain came forward and asked respectfully, "Sir, who are you?"

Jiang Feng gave a cold hum to the security captain and said, "I'm the vice president of roufeng group!"

Immediately, the crowd laughed again.

"Is this guy addicted to posing as vice president?"

"He shouldn't have any mental problems. How can he say he's a vice president when he sees people?"

"I think he must have been stimulated and his spirit is a little abnormal."

Jiang Feng saw that everyone still felt that even the company was fake, so he stressed again: "as I said before, our roufeng group is not in Zhonghai, so it's normal for you not to have heard of it, but please don't face the world with your ignorance! Now, I can forgive your ignorance, but! One day, you will all pay for your ignorance! "

After hearing Jiang Feng's words, some people even felt that what Jiang Feng said was reasonable at that moment.

However, he was immediately pulled back to reality by the next sentence.

Just listen, Feng Yuezhi said to Jiang Feng angrily, "we really haven't heard of any messy roufeng group, but we do know that the boss of any group will not come to the party in a fake suit, let alone pretend to be a cooked duck with such a hard mouth after being exposed, To live or die is to refuse to admit that they are wearing fake clothes, and brazenly stay here and don't want to go! "