Chapter 337 Welcome Home 3
"Sir, who are you looking for?" Fang Tingting saw Qin Zihao approaching menacingly, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Where is Yang Chengxu?" Qin Zihao said coldly, his eyes burst into flames.

Yi Feng was standing beside him, Fang Tingting only noticed Yi Feng, but seeing the fierce appearance of the other gentleman, she trembled slightly.

"Yang...Yang...always in...the meeting room..." Fang Tingting whispered tremblingly.

Qin Zihao went straight to the conference room, and walked to one conference room to look for them.

"Ahao, calm down, this is the company, pay attention to the image." Yi Feng frowned behind him and reminded him, looking at his appearance, he will see A Xu later, and he won't be able to run away without beating him around.

But this is a company. Has he lost his reputation as President Qin?

"What image, the boss is not here, what are you afraid of?" Qin Zihao coldly shouted, continued to search, and stretched out his hand to push open the five doors of the conference room in front of him.

At a glance, there are seven or eight people, the leader is Yang Chengxu, and some shareholders.

Qin Zihao raised a sneer on his face, and was interrupted by him halfway into the meeting room, ignoring the other shareholders, he looked up at Yang Chengxu, walked step by step, suddenly his left hand grabbed his shirt Collar, right hand smoothly raised his fist and smashed down that handsome face.

Suddenly there was an exclamation: "Ah... hit..."

Qin Zihao turned his head and shot cold eyes, the man immediately shut up and lowered his head slightly.

"Go out and make an appointment for the meeting." Yang Chengxu raised his head, licked the blood on the corner of his lips with his tongue, and said to the people below.

"You can ask me for it in this circle, but I really look down on your despicable means of framing people. Why are you so shameless? I can see your face clearly now." Qin Zihao never let go of Yang Chengxu's collar , gritted his teeth in a cold voice.

"Axu, why did you frame Ahe? What hatred do you have? Do you have to do this?" Yi Feng was really clueless about what he did, but he was full of doubts.

There must be something going on in the middle, otherwise A Xu would not be able to make such a decision.

Yang Chengxu laughed, laughed, yes, what kind of hatred between them is worth turning against his brother.

Then let’s talk about that year, "A Xu, remember, you must change Ou’s surname to Yang, so that you can escape the shackles that Ou Hejie put on your head for the rest of your life. The son of my Yang family must be better than others. You have to do whatever you can to get what belongs to you, and you have to do everything possible to snatch what doesn't belong to you, understand?" Father Yang sat on the sofa opposite him seriously.

But by all means and in every possible way, what is not his still does not belong to him.

Father's majestic words are always in my heart, and they can't go away.

Yes, in this life, Yang Chengxu has always been behind his Ou Hejie, even studying, working, and women.Everything is his, Ou Hejie, even the innocent girl he saw at the first sight is not his, he is not reconciled, not reconciled.

"Heh... I don't understand what you are talking about?" Yang Chengxu chuckled, instead of looking at them, he looked out of the window, where the snow-white sun and scorching awn seeds came in.

Entering the winter season, today's weather is exceptionally good.

"Don't understand?" Qin Zihao gritted his teeth and locked his eyes tightly, and then raised his fist in an instant to smash it down, but Yang Chengxu dodged it, and the two began to fight. Yang Chengxu raised his foot and kicked Qin Zihao's lower abdomen. Hit, he groaned and frowned fiercely, and walked forward in a circle, hitting Yang Chengxu's chest.

(End of this chapter)

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