<<Smile, to St works

Chapter 868

    

轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!Song's brows furrowed instantly, she gave Yang Chen and Ma Chao a cold glance, then ordered: "Since you dare to cause trouble at the gate of Yancy Group, get out!"

Yes, General Song!

Two security guards, with faces full of smug satisfaction, quickly replied.

Immediately, the two men brandished rubber sticks and walked towards Yang Chen and Ma Chao, sneering: "You punks, are you going to scram on your own Or do you want us to beat you up and then scram"

Yang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold. With just one glance, he made the two security guards freeze, their bodies trembling involuntarily, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

This young man's eyes were terrifying, they weren't like human eyes at all, filled with murderous intent.

> meaning.

Two security guards' minds, instantly popped up with such a thought, they involuntarily stopped their steps.

"As security personnel for Yanchen Group, is this how you carry out your security duties"

Yang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, a cold expression on his face, and said.

YANCHEN Group is the only thought left by my mother for me in this world.

After many years of returning to the Yanchen Group, I didn't expect that even the little security guards would be so arrogant.

It goes without saying that, within the group, what kind of people would those high-ranking executives be

"Kid, this is the Yanchen Group. I advise you not to cause trouble here, or else, how you die, you won't know."

Mr. Song

"He narrowed his eyes and said, the security guard was scared by Yang Chen. As the vice president of the group, he controlled a lot of power, how could he be afraid of a young man"

"With your abilities, you dare to be the vice president of Yanchen Group I advise you, before speaking, think carefully about what you say, otherwise you'll invite trouble without even realizing it."

Yang Chen retorted.

He hadn't originally planned to come to Yanchen Group this soon, but since he was already in Yanducheng for Erin's sake, he naturally wanted to take a look at Yanchen Group.

But before he even entered the company's inner circle, he encountered so many clueless things. He could only feel sadness in his heart, saddened for Yanchen Group.

The distance between him and his mother being driven out

Yandou, it has already been eighteen years. In these eighteen years, the group is probably already eroded through by the direct lineage of the Yuwen family.

It seems like it's time for a good clean up.

Hearing Yang Chen's words, Song snorted dismissively: "I want to see just what a **kid** without even a hair on his chin can possibly do to me"

Song's attitude was extremely arrogant. In YANCHEN Group, besides the general manager, he had never been afraid of anyone.

Yang Chen just gave him a meaningful look, then sneered: "Don't worry, it won't be long before you kneel at my feet and beg me."

Having said that, he ordered Ma Chao: "Drive the carriage away!"

Even if he killed Mr. Song right here, he wouldn't bat an eyelid, but

After all, this is the Yanchen Group, and no bloodshed will be tolerated here.

If things are blown out of proportion here, it won't be good for the Yanchen Group either.

If that's the case, why would he argue with a dog

"Well, you know your place!"

Song Zong didn't know why, but looking at Yang Chen's calm appearance, he suddenly felt a guilty feeling. After dropping a harsh remark, he hurried away.

Soon, Ma Chao got in the car and returned to Yang Chen's side.

Two people walked towards the inside of the group, one after the other.

But before they could even reach the door, they were stopped by the two security guards who had intercepted them earlier. "Hey, you punks! This isn't a place for you to be. Get lost!"

(The End)

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