Chapter 1167 (1/2)
The brother and sister came to the hospital and met Tang Wenhui and ye Zhongjing in the office.
Night zero also came, very consciously stood beside Lu Mian.
Tang Wenhui's mouth is slightly crooked, thinking that Lu Mian must have compromised and come to send the re factor formula.
The mood of wanting to laugh has not been maintained for a second, Yunsang takes the lead in speaking.
”If you want to rob my sister, don't dream! Our cloud family will not let you get what you want even if we give up everything! ”
Yunsang just died.
What elder, what brother's mother, are floating clouds!
In the past, no matter how arrogant he and Xiao Qimo were, no matter how arrogant they were, they would look at Ye Jinwen's face and respect this elder.
But some people, once you give her face, she will show you that she has no bottom line.
Tang Wenhui is just like that.
Now, she's touching his bottom line. Don't blame him for turning his back!
”No?” Tang Wenhui narrowed her eyes and held her hands in front of her chest, looking alert.
What a tough family!
She was not worried, as if she had grasped the seven inches of the cloud family, and her expression was very light and calm.
She turned to Lu Mian and solemnly asked, ”Miss Lu, is this your final answer? Are you sure? ”
Lu Mian was playing with her mobile phone between her fingers, but she didn't give Tang Wenhui a look.
She said, ”yes, this is my final answer. It won't change.”
”Yes, I can.”
Tang Wenhui was surprisingly calm. She raised her hand and looked at her watch. She estimated that the time was almost up. She said with a smile, ”I hope you can be as upright as you are now in front of the chief commander of Sikong.”
Yun sang sniffed, ”even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes, my cloud family is not afraid!”
”Young man, have courage!”
A cold voice came from outside the office.
With the sound of kicking and uniform footsteps, eight uniformed staff members opened the door of the office.
The staff split up and stood in two teams.
In the focus of their eyes, a middle-aged man with deep momentum and cold face came slowly.
Middle aged men have a kind of superior temperament. They are very noble.
After seeing this man, Tang Wenhui immediately put on a smile and nodded respectfully.
”Chief Sikong, here you are.”
This middle-aged man is now Jinjing's top leader: Chief Sikong Yao.
People who often appear in TV news and official media now appear in this central hospital.
At the age of 50, because of proper maintenance, it looks like it is only in its forties.
Bright and moist big back hair, combed meticulously.
A pair of eyes are deep and deep. When they scan the crowd, the faint pressure is released.
Tang Wenhui said hello and kept her head down.
Ye Zhongjing followed, ”chief of Sikong.”
After all, the old man was a senior. Sikong Yao gave way with a faint smile and raised his hand.
”You're welcome, Mr. Ye.”
After Sikong Yao finished, his eyes fell on Yunsang, Lumian and Yeo.
He went on with the topic and opened his lips.
”Can you repeat that, sir?”
Yunsang frowned.