Beginning from Twenty Doubts: Sign in to Be the Almighty God

Fencing was originally a Western aristocratic sport.

The world's first fencing technique that Jiang Feiyu obtained also includes the sense of ritual and bearing of fencing.

So in the process of fencing, it will naturally show an elegant demeanor!

"Are you coming yet?"

Jiang Feiyu adhered to the concept of fair dueling, and did not pursue the opponent who gave up the attack while winning.

Of course~

The most important thing is that he thinks that the two strong men are chickens.

Not his own enemy at all.

Playing with each other is like playing a mud throwing game with kindergarten children!

It's quite embarrassing.

"Not coming, not coming."

There are two companions who can learn from the current car, and of course the two strong men will not die.

Hearing that, he immediately shook his head and refused, and at the same time threw away the steel swing stick in his hand, proving that he really didn't want to do it.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Seeing them throw away their weapons because of fear.

The wretched and fat supervisor immediately questioned loudly.

"You are my brother-in-law who spent a lot of money to invite me over here, hurry up and slap that kid into a cripple!"

"Damn it!

If you think you can win, stand up and go on your own. "

The two strong men now have a strong fear of Jiang Feiyu.

How could you still listen to him.

They are just doing things with money, and they are not loyal servants.

Of course, he wouldn't know that he was defeated, and he would go up to look for guilt.

The wretched and fat supervisor heard the words of one of the brawny men, and suddenly showed a furious expression.

"Okay, then wait for me to call my brother-in-law over and see what you two do with the dogs!"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and called his brother-in-law Wu Jinhai.

"Hey, brother-in-law."

"What, are you done?"

"No, the thugs you paid for, I can't even call them now.

You should come over. "

"What the hell? I told you, as the general manager of the financial scene, it's not convenient for me to come forward."

"But... anyway, no one in the restaurant dares to videotape, brother-in-law, you should come over, otherwise I can't call those two cowards!"

"Gan! Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll be right over."

Hang up on the phone.

The wretched and fat supervisor glared fiercely at the two strong men.

"You wait for me."

When the two strong men heard his words, they could not help frowning.

They could not listen to the fat fat man, but they had to listen to Wu Jinhai.

If the other party can spend money to hire them, it means that there are some gray forces in the relationship.

but.

They were only worried and afraid of Wu Jinhai, but they were completely afraid of Jiang Feiyu not far away.

The two would never dare to do anything with each other again!

I would rather be punished by Wu Jinhai~

Less than two minutes.

A short, fat man in a suit and leather shoes dressed like a dog.

Just walked into the old local restaurant from the outside.

"Brother-in-law, please help me and tell these two cowards to continue."

When the wretched and fat supervisor saw him, he immediately said with an excited expression.

"Hands on... well, hands on!"

Wu Jinhai walked in and saw the appearance of the boy holding the stick.

His face suddenly changed dramatically.

Immediately, the wretched and fat supervisor was imagining that Jiang Feiyu was beaten into a miserable appearance.

He suddenly turned around and slapped his fat face with all his might!

Even with the person and the wheelchair, they all spun and flew out. .

Chapter 42

"what!!"

The wretched and fat supervisor who was fanned by the wheelchair, fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, the wound that had just been bandaged was torn apart again.

Under the superposition of the double pain, he suddenly let out a heart-piercing cry of pain.

"What is this unfolding?"

Seeing the chunky man called by the other party, he actually turned his hand and beat his own.

Everyone present was stunned and puzzled.

"General manager!"

Jiang Xiaoguo exclaimed in a low voice after seeing the short and fat man's appearance clearly.

She recognized it immediately.

The man not far away was Wu Jinhai, the general manager of the company's financial scene where she was currently working.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"

At the same time, the wretched and fat supervisor endured the severe pain under his body and asked in a very puzzled tone.

Wu Jinhai is obviously his brother-in-law, how come he not only doesn't help but instead fights himself?

Has he lost his mind!

"You bastard, do you know who you are going to teach a lesson?"

At this moment, Wu Jinhai's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

After he walked into the restaurant just now, he recognized it very quickly.

The ordinary student in the mouth of my brother-in-law was actually the one I met at the Shangri-La Hotel not long ago, the one who even Zhao Lei was very respectful - President Jiang!

Through inquiries before, he vaguely knew two key pieces of information about President Jiang.

The rich second generation, owns [-]% equity of Shangri-La Hotel!

Based on these two pieces of information, Wu Jinhai basically determined that Jiang Feiyu should be a son of a big family.

Because the other party not only owns [-]% equity of a hotel with more than one billion yuan, but the key point is that he doesn't care about the operation at all.

Acting very freely.

This is exactly like a son of a wealthy family who was sent to Shencheng to learn how to run a hotel.

And as the boss of an ordinary company, even if he involves some gray forces.

I don't have the guts to offend such a wealthy disciple!

If you do that, not only will the financing you have been hoping for go to waste, maybe even the company you have worked so hard to create will be wiped out by the other party!

"Brother, what did you say?

Isn't he just an ordinary college student! "

Hearing Wu Jinhai's words, the wretched and fat supervisor said in confusion and anger.

Snapped--

The voice just fell.

Wu Jinhai stepped forward again and slapped his face heavily.

The two posterior molars were knocked out.

He immediately squatted down, grabbed his brother-in-law's hair, and turned his face to Jiang Feiyu, who was maintaining an elegant fencing posture.

Immediately he asked angrily.

"Why don't you keep your eyes wide open for me to see clearly, can ordinary college students have such a noble temperament as President Jiang?"

"What? President Jiang?"

Hearing the words, the wretched and fat supervisor took a serious look at the boy not far away.

Then, he suddenly noticed.

How could the kind of temperament on the other side be possessed by ordinary students?

It must be formed by professional training!