After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

A few minutes later, Song Huihuang returned the phone with an ugly look on his face.

"How about it?"

Xiao Yingjun asked with a smile.

The flesh on Song Huihuang's face trembled, and he looked at Mr. Su and apologized: "Mr. Su, I'm afraid I..."

Mr. Su shook his head slightly and said, "Just do your best."

Xiao Yingjun laughed wildly: "Su Zhenshan, Su Bafang, it seems that your connections are only like this."

After saying that, he picked up the phone and said, "Mr. Yu, please. I'll have tea with you again when I have the chance."

With that said, he was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait a moment!"

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and an old man wearing a blue gown and a pair of glasses, who looked a bit like a scholar, stood up.

"Give me the phone."

The old man came to Xiao Yingjun, stretched out his hand and said.

Xiao Yingjun frowned and looked at him and said, "Old man, who are you?"

The old man didn't say anything, but grabbed the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello, I'm Fan Huaiwen."

The other side was silent for a second, and the next moment, there was a sound of hitting the ground, which should be the sound of a stool falling to the ground.

"Fan...are you Mr. Fan?"

The voice on the other side was a little panicked.

Fan Huaiwen nodded and said, "It's me."

"Gudu~"

"Mr. Fan, I am student Yu Zhongcheng."

The voice from the opposite side sounded, and it was obviously the voice of an old man.

"I know. I heard that you want to help the Xiao family suppress the Su family, right?"

Fan Huaiwen asked in a low voice.

"No, no, how dare a student, Mr. Fan, if you don't agree, I will take back what I just said!"

Opposite me, Yu Zhongcheng said in fear.

Fan Huaiwen sneered: "You are less than a man, don't just care about profit, don't forget your original self, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's what Mr. Fan taught me."

Yu Zhongcheng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and replied.

Fan Huaiwen hung up the phone and handed the phone back to Xiao Yingjun.

Since the speaker on the phone was on, the conversation between the two of them was heard by the people around them.

The person on the other end of the phone who had just returned the call was so loyal that he was so respectful to this old man. It was simply unbelievable.

Xiao Yingjun only realized what he was doing at this time, looking at the old man in front of him and saying, "Are you Fan Huaiwen, the director of the Jiangnan branch of Qinglian Bookstore?"

"Yes, it is the old man."

Fan Huaiwen nodded, threw the phone into his arms and said, "We scholars are not the blades in your hands. Don't try to use us as guns."

After speaking, he nodded to Mr. Su.

Mr. Su smiled gratefully and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fan."

At this time, others recognized this old man. It turned out that he was the old president of Jiangnan University and the director of the Jiangnan branch of Qinglian Bookstore. Fan Huaiwen!

This is a well-known figure in the literary world!

No wonder Yu Zhong was so honest just now.

Seeing that his suppression was so easily broken, Xiao Yingjun's face became terrifyingly gloomy.

How could he have imagined that the decrepit old man in front of him could be so popular?

Nowadays, both the business and literary skills are easily resolved, so now we can only take the rough one.

"Everyone, I respect your identity and background, but this matter is a personal feud between my Xiao family and the Su family. I hope you won't interfere!"

Xiao Yingjun recovered quickly and looked at the people around him with a gloomy expression.

"Xiao Yingjun, you must be merciful and merciful. Moreover, your Xiao family was at fault in this matter. Don't lose the face of your Xiao family."

Fan Huaiwen looked at him coldly.

"Haha, Mr. Fan, you are a scholar and the director of the Jiangnan branch of Qinglian Bookstore. I will not argue with you. But I will not give up on this matter because of you. I am indeed no match for you in terms of literature and art! "

"But, if you use force..."

The next second, the Xiao family's warriors stepped forward one after another.

Fan Huaiwen frowned when he saw this scene.

Indeed, he does not have much energy in this regard. If the Xiao family forces it, there is not much he can do. After all, the Xiao family is not weak.

"Xiao Yingjun, do you want to start a war with my Su family?"

Mr. Su's face turned cold.

"If we start a war, do your Su family deserve to ask my Xiao family to start a war? All I need is an order, and my people can tear your place to pieces!"

Xiao Yingjun looked back at him and sneered: "Su Zhenshan, for the last time, my patience has its limit. Three numbers, if you don't agree, I will bloodbath your entire Su family! I believe that in this regard, there is no Can someone protect you?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true."

Just as he finished speaking, a bohemian laughter suddenly came, and then an old man in ragged clothes walked out.

He was swaying as he walked and looked like he had drunk too much.

"who are you?"

When Xiao Yingjun saw that there were people who were really not afraid of death, his face looked as if he wanted to eat people.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that if you use force, then old man I...well, I won't agree to it."

The old man burped while talking.

"is it?"

Xiao Yingjun's face turned cold. He looked at him with murderous intent and said, "Then I want to see how capable you are and kill him!"

One command.

Dozens of warriors from the Xiao family immediately swarmed over.

These warriors are all forces secretly cultivated by the Xiao family. Each of them has extraordinary skills. It is not a problem to fight two people at the same level.

"careful!"

Mr. Su reminded.

The old man chuckled. At the moment when the Xiao family warrior rushed towards him, he suddenly stumbled to avoid it, then raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

A warrior flew out on the spot.

The remaining people were shocked. Before they could react, the old man appeared in front of them like a ghost and slapped them.

"Clap clap clap!"

A series of slaps in the face were heard, and in less than half a minute, the dozens of Xiao family warriors flew out one after another, lying on the ground unable to move.

Xiao Yingjun was shocked when he saw this scene. These warriors were the mainstay of their Xiao family, and ordinary warriors could not be their opponents.

It must not be easy for this old man to defeat all these warriors so easily!

"who are you?"

Xiao Yingjun asked with a cold face.

The old man looked back at him, cracked his big yellow teeth and said, "Me? Haha, I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname. I'm a drunkard, Li Zuifeng!"

After saying that, he took out a wine gourd from his waist and took a sip of wine.

"What? Are you Li Zuifeng? Li Zuifeng who was fifth on the Tiger List 30 years ago?"

After Xiao Yingjun heard this name, his expression suddenly changed.

Unexpectedly, this old drunkard was actually Li Zuifeng, the famous drunkard and martial artist in the south of the Yangtze River!