In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Ye Zhengting's expression twitched, and he leaned stiffly on the circular sofa, unable to sit still.

He was only in his early fifties, so the man named Zhang said he was old and confused.

And in front of so many people.

There are so many empty seats on the sofa, but this guy named Zhang doesn't want to sit anywhere. He has to sit in the C seat that he carefully selected.

"Zhang! What do you mean?"

Mr. Hu frantically defended Commander Ye.

The faces are full of hatred and hatred.

"What is your identity?"

Zhang Ruoyu's eyes darkened, and he glanced at Master Hu lightly. His whole body burst out with majesty and aggression: "Do you have the right to speak here?"

General Tiger's face turned sallow and he shut up on the spot.

With his status, he is indeed not qualified to speak nonsense in front of the two military commanders.

Commander Ye took a deep breath, raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Ruoyu: "Is it necessary to make it so big?"

"There is a difference between superiority and inferiority."

Zhang Ruoyu still refused to take a seat. He stared at Ye Zhengting condescendingly and said in an indifferent voice: "After all these years of dealing with each other, when has your seat been placed in front of mine?"

"Is there a meeting today?" Ye Zhengting seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot, with anger flashing between his brows.

"But this is Binhai."

Zhang Ruoyu sat down slowly, bumped his straight waist, and forced Ye Zhengting away. He sat in the middle and occupied the C seat: "I won't sit in Binhai. No one dares to sit."

"No one dares to open the table if I don't arrive."

"I don't choose, no one dares to pick first."

"You, Ye Zhengting, are pretending to be a big-tailed wolf in Yanjing City, and you just want to act arrogant in front of that old guy."

"Who do you think you are in Binhai?"

Zhang Ruoyu's voice was steady and not loud.

But every word pierced Ye Zhengting's proud heart.

When I was young, I was suppressed by Lao Zhang.

As I get older, Bo has become more prominent, more important, and can cover the sky with one hand.

I was pressured by Xiao Zhang again.

Not to mention that my son can’t compare, even I can’t compare!

Ye Zhengting was so excited that he gritted his teeth and was forced out of the C position by Zhang Ruoyu.

"I came to Binhai because my son was beaten." Ye Zhengting said coldly.

"I saw it." Zhang Ruoyu squinted at Ye Jinxing, who was being beaten in the middle of the field.

"Then what are you doing here?" Ye Zhengting asked coldly.

"I'm different from you. I don't have such an incompetent son."

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and glanced at the Binhai Gang who had been beaten with bruises and swollen faces. A look of indifference passed through his deep eyes: "But I have brothers."

"Brother?" Ye Zhengting frowned and glanced sideways at Zhang Ruoyu, his face full of sarcasm. "Those coastal gangsters and bastards, are they your brothers?"

"What? I'm not worthy of being their brother?" Zhang Ruoyu asked. "Yes, I am full of murderous sins, and I am destined to go to hell and enter the oil pan after death. But they...should not be much better."

"You really abused Zhang Xiangbei!" Ye Zhengting said angrily.

"Keep your voice down." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke. "I still plan to get along with my brothers as an ordinary person."

After saying that, Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand and put it on Ye Zhengting's shoulder, grinning: "Xiaoye, do you want me to get along with you as an ordinary person, or as Zhang Xiangbei?"

"you choose."

Ye Zhengting was silent.

Although he was of high rank, he did not dare to reveal Zhang Xiangbei's secrets.

It cannot be exposed because of him.

The top secret of Zhang Xiangbei's life and death is not only related to the layout of Yanjing City.

It’s more about international outlook.

Zhang Xiangbei's resurrection is never something an individual dares to make easily.

Even someone as powerful as Ye Zhengting cannot bear this responsibility.

"You don't choose." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Ye Zhengting lightly. "I'll help you choose."

Zhang Ruoyu took out his cell phone and made a call: "Come in."

The voice just fell.

A group of young men dressed in casual clothes but carrying the power of tigers and wolves poured in outside the door.

They were filled with a cold look.

The Binhai Gang was not frightened.

But the menacing group of black cavalry were frightened half to death.

As soon as the gang entered the house, they punched, kicked and cursed at the black cavalry.

"Is this the reason why you asked for leave!?"

It was almost a one-on-one fight, with a veteran and a hero fighting against a rising star, but it was a one-sided fight.

The rising stars don’t even have the courage to fight back.

"Everyone named Ye has been fucking dismissed from his post and investigated! Use your pig brains and think about it. If this guy doesn't offend anyone enough, he can't even protect Ye Zhengting!?" The leading black cavalry veteran yelled, not giving Ye Jinxing any attention. This former commander-in-chief saves face.

He didn't even give face to Ye Zhengting, who was sitting not far away.

face?

Face is earned!

The Black Cavalry Army's face came from them, not from Ye Zhengting!

The reputation of the Bei Mang Army is also earned by fighting, not by drinking wine with international friends!

This group of veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles are not only the heroes of Beimang, but also the loyal ministers of the Death Knight Black Cavalry.

Not to mention facing Ye Jinxing, even if they met a big leader with a higher rank than them in a formal occasion.

Even if we are not having a happy conversation, we still dare to chirp and show off our face!

Because these men who have dedicated their youth to the motherland, and will also devote their future lives to this yellow land without any accident, do not talk about hierarchy or system at all.

Whoever they obey will be given face, and whoever they obey is qualified to be their backer.

The leading black cavalry veteran took care of his younger brother and strode towards the man they had served. They had longed to see the Beimang God of War, their backer.

After just a simple salute.

The leader of the Black Cavalry looked straight at Ye Zhengting, a very high-ranking leader who he rarely met and didn't really want to see. He said wildly: "Commander Ye, I want to teach your son the rules of the Black Cavalry now. , can you turn around?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Everyone who has ever followed Zhang Xiangbei is a dick.

Ye Zhengting finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

It's just a little late.