Shang Zhendong scolded Shang Xuyan, Shang Xuyan could bear it, but if the fire was poured on Bai Kangzhe, I'm sorry, he couldn't bear it.

Standing up from the chair suddenly, his cold eyes stared straight at Shang Zhendong.

"Just scold me, don't get involved with others."

The tone was a few degrees below zero, Bai Kangzhe had never seen such a serious and indifferent Shang Xuyan.

Uncle Fang knew it was wrong, and tried to persuade him: "Okay, okay, have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, what is this for? When the lady comes and sees you like this, I can't even eat. There is only one Mid-Autumn Festival in a year. Let go of your temper as a family Is it so difficult for people to sit and eat together in harmony?"

Shang Zhendong shook his arm and got rid of Lao Li's hand.

"Old Fang, look at how he talks when he is a son? I have restrained my temper, he is aggressive! I said a long time ago that I should not start a game company. Before that, at least I could talk in a pleasant manner. , What kind of attitude is this now!"

While speaking, he stared at the innocent Bai Kangzhe.

"I don't know who I learned from, there is no discrimination!"

"Bangdang."

Shang Xuyan kicked the chair over.

"Like father, like son, Dad, do you want me to teach you this sentence?"

He laughed mockingly, then turned his eyes and landed on Uncle Fang.

"Uncle Fang, I won't be able to finish the meal today. If I stay here, it will only spoil the atmosphere. Don't call me when you reunite in the future. It will make everyone feel uncomfortable. Let's go."

After finishing speaking, under Shang Zhendong's resentful gaze, he walked over the chair that fell on the ground.

Bai Kangzhe quickly picked up the chair and bowed to Shang Zhendong: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I will definitely talk to the president, I'm really sorry!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Shang Zhendong's reaction, and he didn't dare to stay here alone to wait for Shang Zhendong's reaction, so he hurriedly ran out after Shang Xuyan.

Uncle Fang also chased him out and grabbed his arm from behind.

"Sir, wait."

Uncle Fang called to stop Bai Kangzhe.

"Uncle Fang, what's the matter?"

He stopped and glanced at Shang Xuyan, hesitating whether to continue to catch up.

"The young master can bring you home, which means that your relationship is still very good. Every time he meets the master, he can't control his temper... I hope you can watch him tonight, sir, and don't let him drink, so as not to drink badly." body, please."

Bai Kangzhe smiled as if comforting him: "I will, don't worry."

Uncle Fang let go, and said to himself: "Hey, the young master has such a good temper, I really don't understand why he seems to be a different person when he meets the master... It's been a few years, and I don't know when I can be kind... ..."

Bai Kangzhe chased him out, and Shang Xuyan had already driven the car out of the garage and parked it by the side of the road.

Getting into the car, Shang Xuyan was opening the hood, leaning on the car door left and right, with a cigarette in his fingertips, and the stars were shining brightly in the night.

Putting on the seat belt, Bai Kangzhe advised him: "Stop smoking."

He raised his hand, inhaled deeply and then exhaled slowly, a large cloud of green smoke floating above his head.

Then he threw away the cigarette butt, put down the handbrake, kicked the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Bai Kangzhe tightly grasped the seat belt, but did not stop him.

Shang Xuyan needed to vent.

The bright red lines of Ferrari galloped on Zhongyi Avenue all the way to the suburbs, and Shangxuyan drove along the avenue to the mountainside.

The air has thinned and temperatures have risen.

Soon, a heavy rain came and swept the entire Yicheng.

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