Dragon Son-In-Law God Of War

"Brother-in-law?"

Zhang Zelin was immediately confused.

The standard team in front of me is magnificent, and it is not an ordinary team at first glance, I don't know where it came from.

And this man in the regiment called Jiang Beichen brother-in-law?

"Even my brother-in-law dared to catch, it really turned you back!"

Diao Dazhuang spoke coldly, and a group of brothers picked up the guy.

Zhang Zelin and all of his subordinates were shocked, and the cold sweat dripped down.

"Jiang, Jiang Beichen, I warn you, tell your brother-in-law not to move, if you wipe the gun and get out of the way, it's not a joke!"

Zhang Zelin persuaded, because he felt it out, this burly man was not just talking, the murderous man was not joking.

"Haha, now know that you are afraid?" Jiang Beichen looked jokingly.

"Thinking that I wore this skin, it was amazing?"

"Da Zhuang, take him to the Junguan Office and teach him to be a good man!" Jiang Beichen ordered with a sneer.

As soon as he finished speaking, several of the Diao and Zhuang underlings **** Zhang Zelin and directly stuffed them into the Raptor car.

"Xiao Yezhong, you are **** crazy, you dare to buckle me?"

Zhang Zelin looked furious. He originally wanted to catch Jiang Beichen, but he didn't expect this kid to catch him?

And where did you go?

Jun Management Office!

That place is much more terrifying than in the bureau!

It is estimated that half-life is gone after entering!

And all of Zhang Zelin's subordinates looked at each other and didn't dare to move. After all, no matter how courage they were, they would not dare to confront the Junguan Office!

After all, the position of the military is there, and it can even be higher than everything under special circumstances. That is not a joke.

At this moment, Liu Yannan's expression was indescribable.

She finally understood why Miss Jiang was so optimistic about Mr. Jiang.

Can you use troops?

This energy...

I'm afraid the rich family may not be able to do it either!

Diao Dazhuang captured Zhang Zelin and handed the scene to other law enforcement officers.

At this time the jeep drove over, naturally it was Zhao Qun.

"Miss Zhao, get in the car!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

After the three of them got in the car, Jiang Beichen sent the two of Zhao Qiangwei back.

Before leaving, Zhao Qiangwei reminded Jiang Beichen again not to forget about the Xiongfeng annual meeting tomorrow.

Back home, it was late at night, Jiang Lai had already woke up at this moment, shouting hungry, the brothers heated up the braised pork again and had a supper.

"Brother, I am going to the factory tomorrow. I want to run those cosmetic factories well and rebuild a brand!"

On the sofa, Jiang Lai leaned on his older brother's shoulder, with a pleasant expression.

It's nice to feel dependent.

"Actually, you don't need to be so tired. With my brother's conditions, it is enough to feed you, so that you can live and eat for the rest of your life!" Jiang Beichen suddenly said, with an expression of doting in favor.

My sister naturally hurts herself and wants to spoil her as a petty official.

"I'm not!"

"I want to work hard to make money, I want financial independence, I want financial freedom!"

"I don't want to get married in the future, look at her husband's face!" Jiang Lai said with a proud face.

In this family, the person who can make her Jiang Lai willing to be a husband and child has not been born yet.

Unless that person can be a real man like her brother, she might still consider it.

But nowadays there are many things in society, dudes and Ma Baonan, and there are too few world-famous men like my old brother.

"Oh, you said it would be nice if you weren't my brother! Will I be able to marry you!" Jiang Lai couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Beichen slapped Guangjie's forehead lightly, "What silly thing to say! That's not messy!"

"I'm just kidding!" Jiang Lai couldn't help but curled his lips. "I just wanted to say, women, you can't rely on men too much, you can rely on your elder brother to be able to rely on it. If you marry in the future, relying on other men may not be reliable. !"

"Women still have to have their own careers, just like Sister Fang Yi did!"

Jiang Lai suddenly thought of something and suddenly asked, "By the way, did you talk to Sister Fang Yi about that matter?"

Jiang Beichen paused, and then smiled bitterly: "I wanted to talk about it, but she had something to go to the company temporarily, so let's wait for a chance to talk about it!"

"Oh, I can see that Sister Fang Yi is very busy. I haven't come back so late!"

"Oh, most people just see the glamour on the surface, but it's actually not easy to be a star!" Jiang Lai couldn't help but sigh.

She also knows a little about the entertainment industry and knows how difficult it is to mix in that circle.

Even if a scandal appears halfway, the entire career will be ruined.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning. Indeed, it was so late that the girl hadn't come back, and the call during the day made him very worried.

Fang Yi is obviously very resistant to the entertainment arranged by the company.

Creak!

But at this moment, the sound of parking suddenly came from outside, and a knock on the door rang.

Jiang Beichen walked over and opened the door, but a drunken body was full of arms.

vomit!

Fang Yi disregarded her image at all and vomited directly on Jiang Beichen.

"Hug, sorry! I can't drink anymore, my boyfriend is still waiting for me at home!"

"He called, Jiangbei..."

The words have not been finished, the whole person has fallen asleep.

Jiang Beichen: "..."

Jiang Lai: "..."

The next day.

Jiang Beichen got up early and went to the nearby morning market to buy breakfast.

Fang Yi spent the night last night and Jiang Lai didn't sleep well either. The two women are still asleep in the bedroom.

Jiang Beichen ate some by himself, and when it was past eight o'clock, he was ready to set off to attend the reception of Xiongfeng Group.

"Zhao Qun, you sent someone to stare at Fang Yi recently, and check her current status in the company!"

In the car, Jiang Beichen hesitated for a moment, but still ordered Zhao Qun.

"Yes, Junmen!"

"I will send someone to protect Miss Fang Yi!"

The corners of Zhao Qun's mouth curled slightly.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad for beauty.

Although his military sect is not bothered, but Lang is ruthless, and his concubine is intentional.

In his eyes, Fang Yi and his military sect were childhood sweethearts, and they were born together.

After all, many brothers knew about their past.

They even thought in private that Jiang Beichen would be with the niece of Laojunmen.

This is also the wish of the old army door.

"Hey, there are already two wives in the military sect anyway, so why don't you accept this as well!"

Zhao Qun whispered in his heart.

Anyway, now that I have married two, it is not too late to marry another one.

After all, his family's military sect is destined to be the king and worship the prime minister, three wives and four concubines, not excessive.

Although it may not be acceptable to the world.

But this is the case in this world. The man at the top of the food chain will not only have one woman. This has been true since ancient times!

And half an hour later.

The car slowly came to the downstairs of Xiongfeng headquarters.

Jiang Beichen did not let Zhao Qun follow, and walked towards the hall alone.

As the most powerful consortium in the region, Xiongfeng Group naturally attaches great importance to the annual corporate meeting.

Jiang Beichen walked along the red carpet to the venue. The entire venue was magnificent, under the crystal and gorgeous ceiling, a group of men and women dressed in glamorous clubs, most of the women's strapless evening dresses, not demon, most men's tuxedos Wearing a bow tie, extremely gentleman, everyone looks polite, very connotative, not the kind of low-end party that can be compared.

After all, those who can get invitations are at least the upper-class and social elites, and they are all high-quality people.

On the contrary, Jiang Beichen wore an ordinary Chinese tunic suit. Although it was neat and tidy, it was somewhat old-fashioned and incompatible with the trend of the times.

"Jiang Beichen?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind, and Jiang Beichen turned his head to look, but he didn't expect it to be an acquaintance.

Jiang Lai's best friend, Wang Rongrong.