Chapter 907 (2/2)

”Dad, if you see Liu Jiaming again, can you recognize him?” Tang Yuheng moved a step of chess pieces, and his thin lips opened slightly.

”I can recognize him when he turns to ashes.” When Tang Huaimin mentioned Liu Jiaming, there was a strong sense of killing in his eyes. Even the hand holding the chess piece unconsciously exerted a little force.

Tang Yuheng takes out his mobile phone, turns out a photo and presents it to Tang Huaimin.

Tang Huaimin's hand picked up the mobile phone, looking at the photo above, his face was slightly cold.

”It's him.” Tang Huaimin's eyes were sharp.

”Dad, according to what you said before, Liu Jiaming should be 59 years old now, but this person obviously looks like 70 or 80 years old. Are you sure? ”

”Don't say it's just old. I can recognize it even if it's a whole face.” Tang Yuheng holding the hand of the mobile phone tightly, even about to crush the mobile phone, ”he was not dead, not dead.”

Tang Yuheng obviously felt his father's hatred when he saw Liu Shirong's photo.

My father gave him the feeling that he was a better talker when he was young. I didn't expect that there was such a side.

I wonder what happened in that year!

”Dad, if he is really Liu Jiaming, then it is very likely that he is behind the scenes!” Tang Yuheng continued to pick up the pieces and play chess: ”but I found that he had been playing in Italy before. And the business in Italy is very big. This return, according to his own view, is to return to his motherland. ”

”Joke!” Tang Huaimin couldn't help sneering. If that person knew what reward was, how could he have done such a thing in those years.

In fact, not only Tang Huaimin but also Tang Yuheng wanted to laugh.

A businessman will always put business interests first.

Even if it is to do charitable activities, but also want to more publicity of their company.

So Tang Yuheng didn't believe what Liu Shirong said at all.