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The gatekeeper didn't move, he wondered: "Young master, master, he's very emotional right now, very unstable, and a little mentally disturbed."

The old man inside kept throwing things like crazy, the room was horrible, they were afraid that Liancheng Yazhi would get hurt.

Liancheng Yazhi glanced at them coldly, and the two of them suddenly felt trembling all over. They didn't dare to read any more, so they quickly opened the door, and quickly retreated to the two sides.

Secretary Zhou whispered, "Master, be careful."

Liancheng Yazhi sneered, this old man is now his prisoner and has suffered a complete defeat, what else can he do to threaten him?

Liancheng Yazhi raised his foot and walked into the door, and just as he stepped in, he felt something flying towards his face, Liancheng Yazhi turned his head to the left, and the thing flew out against his ear, and hit him with a bang. on the door frame.

In the next second, I saw the old man pointing at his nose and yelling: "Liancheng Yazhi, you rebellious son, you bastard, you finally dare to see me, let me out quickly, you want to trap me with just such a trick, you are a big rebel. "

Liancheng Yazhi smiled lightly. At this time, the old man was only in his 40s, and the life of a prisoner these days was very unsatisfactory for him. His hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled, and the beard on his chin grew out. He looked like a street shrew.

Liancheng Yazhi, who had been standing very vigilantly behind him, Secretary Zhou said, "Close the door."

"Master..." Secretary Zhou was anxious, you see the old man is... like a mad dog, what if something goes wrong?

Liancheng Yazhi said coldly: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Secretary Zhou trembled, and their Ya Shao's momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

Secretary Zhou didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he hurried to close the door.

Liancheng Yazhi looked at the angry blushing old man and said, "Doesn't it feel good to be locked up by your son?"

He looked at the ground in distaste, the whole room was in a mess, and the wind and clouds were nothing more than that.

Broken porcelain and glass shards, goose feathers and duck down in the needles, and overturned dishes, the smell of leftovers wafts through the house.

The temperature outside is getting higher and higher day by day, and it is almost midsummer, and the dishes that have been overturned by the old man will soon go rancid if no one cleans them.

Even with the air conditioner on, the room still had a strange smell.

The old man looked at Liancheng Yazhi with disdain: "You let me out quickly, with your little ability, Mao has not yet taken power, and you still want to take charge of Liancheng's family, don't be a fool."

Liancheng smiled elegantly: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have stabilized the Liancheng family now. The general shareholders' meeting will be held next Monday, and I will officially become the president."

Old Man Liancheng couldn't believe it, and pointed at him: "You..."

Liancheng Yazhi stood there and said coolly: "You are old and useless, so don't blame me for taking your position, not to mention that Grandpa Lian said that you are mediocre and have nothing to do. The more I have, I just follow my grandfather's meaning and hold the family power in my palm when I have the ability, lest the family property be ruined by you."

The old man cursed angrily: "Asshole, asshole... I am your father."

He wanted to find something to smash Liancheng Yazhi, but found that everything in the house that could be smashed had been smashed to pieces, and there was nothing useful at all.

Liancheng Yazhi was noncommittal: "Yeah, if it wasn't for this, do you think you could still survive till now?"