Chapter 770 (1/2)

”Yoko, what's the matter?”

When the crowd is separated, a white, fat and kind-hearted middle-aged man with short hair, but not spirit, big eyes, but not sharp, very introverted, belongs to the kind of character with no characteristics and no aura, but standing in the crowd, you can't help but look at the role of two more eyes.

His voice is a little hoarse and his words are not very clear. It's northern Tianhua with some southern flavor. It's not different, but it has distinct characteristics. Hearing this accent, all of us are like ducks that are scorched by Tianlei. Even the hardest mouth is paralyzed and unable to speak - Zhang Li, vice chairman of Fengchang group!

This young man with square face turned out to be Sima Yang, the right assistant and number one confidant of tension, who declined Mo Yi's call to be the head of the subsidiary! And the guy I beat who looks like the second generation of rich is his younger brother!

Tension is followed by five or six people, who are not young. I'm afraid the youngest one is over 35 years old. They are all in suits and suits. They dress neatly, but they don't make people feel that they are not in harmony with the atmosphere of wine. Their adaptability developed in the workplace is very strong. They can easily put themselves into any atmosphere, whether they like it or not At a glance, I know that they are successful people who live in a tense work rhythm, accumulate too much pressure and use limited nightlife to release and defuse. One or two of them are familiar with each other, but I don't have much impression. I vaguely remember that they are high-level people with smooth working style, and the others are not general.

I don't feel very good at looking at each other. Everyone's face is not very good-looking, especially Murphy, with a frown on his brow. There is a kind of evil spirit between his brows. After seeing her, five or six people behind him, who were originally in tension, are still embarrassed and afraid. But when they see this scene, they are not afraid of Murphy's aura. They shake their heads or frown or sigh one by one.

”Uncle Zhang, what a coincidence?” Murphy's words are not heavy, but he speaks loudly. It's not like asking. It's questioning. Indeed, the north sky is so big and the wine is so much like Mao. It's not true that Murphy meets here at this moment.

”Niece, what's the matter?” If you don't answer the question, just ask about this. Although you are very polite to Murphy, you deliberately go to the two brothers and stare at me all the time. There is a lot of content and a kind of affectation. It's not so much asking Murphy, but he's coming to me.

Murphy points to the rich second generation, Sima Yang's younger brother. ”Ask him.”

”Ask me?” The rich second generation lost a few teeth and said angrily: ”I want to ask you! Why do you beat me? ” Speaking affected the muscle R, he covered his cheeks with pain.

”What did you do?” the fringe said angrily. ”Don't you know what you did?”

”What do I know?” The rich two generations stare at the tassel and point to Wan'er, saying: ”I just want to invite this woman to have a drink? Then a drunk boy rushed to your side and kicked me as soon as he came up, and you girls, whining to let your unworthy flower protectors come and beat me. Who did I provoke? Fortunately, they are afraid to say hello to me, or I will not leave my life here today! ”

Several men in the comprehensive group were red faced and red faced. What they couldn't stand was the scornful eyes of tassel, Qin LAN and Xiao Song Jia. Murphy saw that the second generation of the rich had buckled the shit pot on my head, and his anger didn't cover up. ”Don't confuse black and white here! Why did Chunan beat you ”

” he drank too much! ” ”No one is blind here, who can't see that he's drinking too much?” he interrupted before Murphy finished

Indeed, if the tassel and the purple garden don't help me, I'm afraid I'll shake when I stand. I don't know how to drink. Even if I touch a little alcohol, I'll hang up. Besides, I've been infused with so much wine tonight. I have to admit that the bite of the second generation of the rich can still stand. At least, most of them don't see the original people. Now they see me, I will believe him more. First, he is not drunk. I am not drunk lightly. Second, his injuries are all on my face. Although I have blood on my face, the wounds are on the top of my head, and I haven't broken my face. Ziyuan uses a handkerchief to hold the wounds. The tassel wipes the blood off my face, leaving only one face drunk and embracing left and right. If I am a bystander, I will also prefer to believe that the rich second generation who is totally different has full benefits Using visual effects and people's compassion.

”Brother, thanks to your timely arrival, otherwise I really want him to die. It's too dark to give me a chance to explain. It's like trying to engage me.”

deliberately. When these two words came out of his mouth, they were very casual. But I felt a kind of deliberate, especially the subtle change of the faces of several middle-aged people behind the tension After