future master in modern

Wanfeng drove a sports car and ran all the way, and the destination was his home.

I don't know how long it took.

It was already one or two o'clock in the morning when we arrived at his villa halfway up the mountain in the rich area around the mountain.

Hastily parked the car in the garage, Wan Feng hurriedly entered the villa, got into his room, covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, he had a premonition that this matter might not be over yet.

Fear and terror made him very tired, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, he had a dream.

In a dark room, stood Liu Mingke.

At this moment, Liu Mingke looked at him with a ferocious face.

"Do you think this is over? I tell you, it's still early?"

Wanfeng's throat seemed to be blocked, and he wanted to shout but couldn't.

Liu Mingke walked towards him step by step, stretched out his hand to touch his face.

Wanfeng was terrified, shook his head desperately, and screamed in his throat, finally, that hand touched his face.

"Ah...." Wanfeng struggled desperately, and with a bang, the darkness around him collapsed into dust.

He opened his eyes, sweating profusely.

A face, in front of him.

It was a woman's face, looking at Wanfeng worriedly.

"Xiaofeng, are you having a nightmare?"

Wanfeng shook his head blankly, "It's okay, Mom." He pulled down the corner of the quilt, and accidentally revealed a red and swollen face.

The woman's complexion changed drastically when she saw it, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you, why are you hurt like this?" Wanfeng was born with a gold spoon in his mouth, and his mother regarded him as a treasure, wishing he could Take all the stars from the sky and give them to him.

But right now, her son has turned out like this, how can she let it go, her heart aches terribly.

"No...it's okay." Wanfeng shook his head in panic. Doesn't he make it clear that something is wrong? "Who called, you tell mom, and mom will vent your anger on you." His mother took out her mobile phone, found a number called Dalong, and was about to press it.

When Wanfeng saw it, he grabbed the phone.

"Mom, don't make a big deal out of it!"

His mother's face suddenly turned cold, "Then I'll go find your father."

Before Wanfeng could stop him, his mother had already left.

Wanfeng put his head in his hands, and it took him a long time to raise his head.

Glancing at his watch, it was already six o'clock in the morning. After thinking about it, he simply put on his clothes and prepared to meet his father.

It was quiet downstairs, but he knew where his dad was.

After washing up casually, Wanfeng went to his father's study.

After entering the study, his mother sat quietly on the sofa, and when she saw Wanfeng coming in, she gave him an encouraging look: "Xiaofeng, later explain the ins and outs of the matter to your father clearly.

With a "hmm", Wanfeng looked at his father.

A thin middle-aged man was sitting firmly behind the desk, a cup of hot tea was steaming, his eyes were slender, he had a long hooked nose, and his face was gloomy.

This is his father, Wan Songhong.

"Say." Wan Songhong said. "Who did it?"

Wanfeng hesitated for a while, then whispered, "It's Liu Mingke."

"Liu Mingke?" Wan Songhong's eyes, which were already long and narrow, were so narrow that there was only a slit left.

"Impossible!" Immediately afterwards, Wan Songhong shook his head, "He would never dare to do that!"

But Liu Ming and Wan Songhong still don't know?He's just a bastard, dare to touch his own son, is he tired of living?

Therefore, Wan Songhong didn't quite believe that Liu Mingke would do anything, even if he did, there must be a plausible reason!So he continued to ask, "Why did he beat you?"

Wan Feng trembled all over, lowered his head abruptly, raised his head after a while, and told the whole story. At this time, he dared not conceal anything intentionally, because only when he fully understood the cause and process of the matter, could he better think of countermeasures.

"You said he beat you so crazily because you beat someone?" Wan Songhong frowned deeply and asked.

Wanfeng nodded quickly.

"Then tell me what that person looks like?" Wan Songhong took out the cigar box, took out a cigarette and took a deep breath.

Wanfeng recalled fiercely, "He is about 50 years old, tall, handsome, and..."

"What else?! Say it!" Wan Songhong threw down the cigar, almost growling the words.

Wanfeng's mother frowned, dissatisfied: "Don't scare the child."

Wan Songhong waved his hand and said: "The problem is serious, you can't control this matter." Then, he looked at Wanfeng firmly, meaning to let him continue talking.

"Also, Liu Mingke seems to call him Mr. Wang."

Wan Songhong stood up abruptly, "What did Liu Ming call him!"

Wanfeng flinched in fear, "Liu Ming can call him Mr. Wang."

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Wan Songhong slapped Wanfeng's face so hard that he slapped it on the wound.

Wanfeng collapsed to the ground, crying loudly.

His mother is not happy anymore, this is her sweetheart, did she expect him to be able to vent her anger for her son?I didn't expect to hit my son in the face back.

"Surnamed Wan, you dare to beat the child, I will fight with you!" She screamed.

Wan Songhong was full of impatience. He didn't have the time to talk nonsense with her here. He pushed her away with one hand, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After waiting for a long time, no one answered, but Wan Songhong was quite persistent and never put down the phone.

After a long time, the phone went through.

"Hello." Came a lazy voice.

There was no trace of impatience in Wan Songhong's voice, and he said very gently: "Is it Brother Liu? I am Wan Songhong!"

"Oh." The other end of the phone replied unhurriedly, "It's you!"

Wan Songhong was sweating more and more on his head as he heard it, and wiped the sweat with a silk scarf.

"What a great job your son has done!"

Wan Songhong said tremblingly: "Yes... Mr. Wang?"

Liu Mingke sneered and said, "What do you think?" He hung up the phone with a "snap".

The problem is too serious!

Now Wan Songhong has finally confirmed the identity of the other party - Wang Mubai!

Wanfeng's mother is not stupid, she understands that things are not as simple as imagined. "That Mr. Wang has a high status?"

Wan Songhong was dejected, "It's not just being tall, but also doing business at the same time. The world has thrown me thousands of miles away. If someone is an elephant, I can only be regarded as an ant. If someone wants to touch my property, just talk about it." That's enough." Wan Songhong didn't take it for granted this time, after all, his son beat up Mr. Renjiawang for no reason, what's the matter?

There is only one thing Wan Songhong needs to think about now, what else can he leave behind instead of what to lose.

bankruptcy?Nine times out of ten.

What else can I do, find a way out!

However, what makes Wan Songhong feel a little more at ease is that Wang Mubai is an upright person, at least he will not push himself to a dead end.

After thinking about it, seeing Wanfeng still paralyzed there, he was a little annoyed, and simply out of sight and out of his mind, he let out a heavy "hum" and left his study.

Although he knew that he was going to be unlucky in this matter, Wan Songhong did not intend to sit still. He still planned to find a breakthrough and see if there was any possibility of easing up.

"Could it be, is it really destined? It's not good for Wanfeng to offend anyone, but he just happened to offend him?" Wan Songhong didn't mention how depressed he was.

He lowered his face and made phone calls one by one, wanting to inquire about the specific situation that day, not to mention, he really got some useful information, it seemed that the relationship between Wang Mubai and a young man seemed to be very good.

"Perhaps, finding this young man may open up a breakthrough." He thought to himself, so he returned to his study.

In the study, Wanfeng was being comforted by his mother in a low voice, with a weeping face, as frustrated as he could be.

Wan Songhong gave the mother and son a cold look, waved his hands, and said, "Wanfeng, come here, I have something to ask you."

Wan Feng was too scared to go forward, his mother pulled his clothes and gave him a sneaky look, beckoning him to go over.

So, after hesitating, Wanfeng finally walked up, lowered his head, and said nothing.

What happened from last night to now, as well as his father's attitude, really frightened him a lot.

"I heard that there is a young man who has a good relationship with Mr. Wang." Wan Songhong asked slowly.

Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, "I have a good relationship with Mr. Wang, is there such a person?" He fled ahead of time, so he didn't know what happened afterwards.

Wan Songhong's face turned cold, "I heard his surname is Zhao."

Wanfeng suddenly realized, "It's him?"

"Well, tell me about him." Wan Songhong asked Wan Feng.

Wanfeng hesitated suddenly, a little at a loss.

Wan Songhong, who was familiar with his son's temperament, immediately understood that there was a problem, "Don't tell me, you and him also have conflicts." His voice was gloomy and terrifying at this time.

Wanfeng was terrified, and cried, "Dad, I really didn't mean it."

Wan Songhong was furious, he was considered a shrewd person, how could he have such a stupid and stupid son, who would cause trouble for himself without talking about eating, drinking and having fun.

Now, the only breakthrough has been blocked by his son, what should he do?

Wan Songhong raised his palm, and gave Wanfeng several firm slaps with "slaps" to vent his anger.

"Say, tell me in detail." Wan Songhong said angrily.

Wanfeng trembled and told everything.

His mother interjected from the side: "So it's just a boy, give him some favors, can he help?"

Wan Songhong glanced at his wife coldly, "It doesn't matter what he used to be, but now he has caught up with Mr. Wang, how many people can't fawn on him? Huh, boy? You can tell."

Wan Songhong stood in front of the window, speculated for a while, and decided to meet the young man.

He really didn't want to ruin the foundation he had built for so many years.

After inquiring about the address of the Niu Wan shop, Wan Songhong left the villa, drove a car, and went straight to the Niu Wan shop where Zao Wou-ki worked.

ps: There is another update tonight, this chapter has just been coded, and now I am starting to code the second update

Chicken Legs is not a speed-type writer, and can’t burst out as many chapters as other authors, so I can only add more codes when I am in a good state, only for those friends who insist on voting for me every day.

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