The genius doctor, the crazy son-in-law, the pretty president

Now that the Shengde Group is gone, Su Wei only has such a humble processing factory far away in the suburbs. The balance of fate has already favored him, and he knows how to retaliate against them.

"Don't be impulsive, our special police are not for display! If you want to arrest someone, you must go with us!" Lin Shanshan knew what Long Xinquan wanted to do without guessing.

"They live in your nursing home. I really don't know which room it is! Also! This time Su Wei was arrested, it was also Ye Zichen's idea. They let super soldiers sneak into your hospital, I poisoned that lord, and finally put the blame on you!" Liu Jiajia remembered everything, and they often talked about it when they played with Liu Jiajia together, and Liu Jiajia remembered it clearly.

Everyone thought that Liu Jiajia was a useless person with a good skin, but Long Xinquan combined with Lin Shanshan's stimulation therapy successfully restored Liu Jiajia's memory and mental disorders with acupuncture and moxibustion.

"Damn it! They really are playing tricks, I'm going to kill them now!" Long Xinquan was furious, and stood up to arrest them.Seeing this, Lin Shanshan immediately stood up and stopped him: "Don't startle the snake, we need to catch people together, we need a brilliant plan!"

"Oh? So, do you have an idea?"

Lin Shanshan raised her eyes and smiled, and started her various ideas. Long Xinquan began to work with her to draw up a plan to arrest people and how to collect evidence.

At the same time, Ye Zichen is singing and dancing with his rich second-generation friends in the largest entertainment venue in Bay City: Platform Entertainment World. He is in a good mood today because their land has been approved. As soon as the project money arrived, it was a big job right away.

Ye Zichen took over the entire disco, not only that, he also spent a lot of money to find the youngest and most beautiful girls in other venues to serve these friends around him.

The lights are feasting, the lights are flickering, and the dance room is full of male hormone impulses. After learning the lesson from last time, Ye Zichen didn't dare to drink too much this time. He looked at the girls on the dance floor sullenly by himself, and said to them Warm invitation waved down.

"I said, Boss Ye, it's time to start work tomorrow, why don't you have a smile on your face!" A short and fat man came over and patted Ye Zichen on the shoulder. They were all rich second-generation friends of Ye Zichen, and said Likes to push and push.

"I'm fine, you guys have a drink, there are girls there, if you want to pat them, go pat their ass!" Ye Zichen was a little unwilling, got up and left.

"Fuck, what's going on here?"

"Don't! Don't swear at others, go play by yourself, I'll go and see!" Immediately, other brothers came out to block the small friction between the two, which may cause a big conflict. Unreasonable.

The man who chased after Ye Zichen was older, probably in his early thirties, he was not a rich second generation, but a vice president of Baili Group, who was mainly responsible for the affairs of Haiwan City.

To put it bluntly, he is the man behind Ye Zichen, the butler who helps him manage the company.

"Is there something on your mind, Zichen, tell brother, your father asked me to come and take care of your business, not just for business!" The man stepped forward and looked at Ye Zichen who was sitting in the corner.

If it was another arrogant rich second generation, he would definitely be told to leave and mind his own business.

Ye Zichen is a smart person, knowing that his father has worked hard and found such a good helper to help him, so he should establish a good relationship with him for better cooperation in the future.

"Brother Sheng, I always have a feeling of dissatisfaction, don't laugh, it's not that kind of satisfaction, it's psychological satisfaction!" Ye Zichen expressed his inner distress. A local company as big as the German Group was ruined.

But he still felt uncomfortable in his heart, because Su Wei was not taken as his own, and Long Xinquan was still alive.

As long as Long Xinquan exists for one day, he will be threatened for one day.

The young man called Brother Sheng smiled: "Really, do you feel that you are not satisfied enough? Look at your achievements, let alone what your father brought to you, just talk about your own career! Nanhai City There is absolutely no banditry over there, and our sanatorium is under preparation, the area is more than four times that of the Bay Area, and the profit is huge!"

"Well, I don't deny that this is my hard work, but they... Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's have a drink together!" Ye Zichen didn't want others to know too much about himself. He used to tell some of his inner thoughts to himself Your confidante, whether it's an Internet celebrity or a female star.

Ever since Liu Jiajia joined the enemy, Ye Zichen's trust in others has become lower and lower.

"Okay, drink! I'll get it!" Brother Sheng nodded and smiled, and turned to the bar to get a drink with a sense of accomplishment. At this time, he suddenly heard a noise at the door, as if someone was making trouble at the door.

Knowing that Ye Zichen had booked the venue, yet there were still people deliberately finding fault at the door, Brother Sheng's anger was instantly ignited.

He came out of the disco with a few brothers, opened the door and saw a few luxury sports cars lying in the middle of the road, looking very unfriendly.

"Hey! Are you crazy, you didn't see the big two words on the screen: Private! Don't you understand Chinese characters, haven't you been to school?" Brother Sheng didn't drink, and he wouldn't be so calm usually.

But when I opened the door today, I found that two of Ye Zichen's rich second-generation friends had already been knocked over, lying on the ground, the red liquid on their faces was not sure whether it was wine or blood.

At this moment, Brother Sheng immediately rushed out with a few brothers. As a result, a large group of young people who were even more difficult to mess with got out of these sports cars, and when they went up, they just beat them up.

Only the sound of "bang! bang!" coming from outside the door and the screams of Brother Sheng and the others, within 3 minutes, they had already started to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Especially brother Sheng who stood in front of people, he was a clerical worker, so how could he fight.

Not counting being beaten, the group of Sports Car Party dragged Brother Sheng and some other younger brothers straight into the disco.At this time, the music in the disco was loud, and no one realized that their brothers were being beaten at the door.

When the sound of the music suddenly stopped, the lights turned on all of a sudden, making it hard for people to keep their eyes open.

"Fuck, who, who turned the music off!"

"Turn off the lights, turn on the music, what the hell, who's at home today?"

The rich second generations in the arena began to shout, but they saw a large group of people slowly walking into the dance floor. They didn't come empty-handed, dragging their younger brothers who were beaten.