At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 399 Despair
"Old Jin, I'm not talking about you. If you have a problem with your body, you should take good care of it. If you find so many women, everyone will suffer!"

Yu Huan was still a little guilty, so when he saw Director Jin grinning, he shrank his neck and quickly stepped back a few steps!
Vomit!

Unexpectedly, this retreat threw out a bigger thunder!
Director Jin can't do it!
Everyone looked at Director Jin with weird eyes. Director Jin's face turned red first, then turned pale, and then turned red again, which looked very interesting.

He swayed violently and stared at Yu Huan firmly. If his eyes could turn into knives, then Yu Huan might have been stabbed with holes!
But Yu Huan didn't take it seriously at all. He followed Director Jin. To put it bluntly, the other party gave him more money.

Now that he can't even keep his own company, is it possible that he still wants to nod and bow in front of the other party?
Not to mention, I told all the little secrets myself.

Grinning, he looked at Chen Feng with a flattering expression, and said with a smile: "Young Master Chen! Master Yang! You see, I'm not deeply involved in today's matter, or... you just think I'm a fart? Just let it go?"

Yu Huan's sarcasm made many people look amused, Yang Wanwan didn't answer, Chen Feng pondered for a few seconds, and then said:
"Did you do the previous case?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expressions became weird again!

What is Chen Feng asking this kind of question that is completely irrelevant to the present?
The smile on Yu Huan's face also became stiff, and he looked at Chen Feng with a smirk on his face, but Chen Feng didn't like his playful smile, his eyes were like a deep ancient well.

"Young Master Chen, that matter has nothing to do with me. Although my surname is Yu, I'm not that old Yu. To put it bluntly, I'm just borrowing his name."

Yu Huan said with a dry smile.

"Are you a fake?" Xie Xun stared at him, his hunched body stood up straight, and he looked at Yu Huan with dissatisfaction: "It's nothing, why are you scaring people with his name!"

Yu Huan laughed and didn't answer, just looked at Chen Feng: "Young Master Chen, can I go?"

Chen Feng made a casual gesture, Yu Huan nodded gratefully, and trotted into the elevator, not daring to stay where he was for a second.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng curiously, not understanding why Chen Feng let the other party go so lightly.

In fact, if Chen Feng was not mistaken, the way Yu Huan held the knife just now had the posture of a military fist.

Of course, it's not the fitness boxing that was simplified countless times in the military training in school, but the real military boxing!
"Bah!" Xie Xun was finally able to shake, spit contemptuously, and snorted, "I'll scare the hell out of a fake! Next time I see him, beat him to death!"

Zhang Wei didn't talk to Xie Xun, but his eyes were squinting at Xie Xun, and the contempt in his eyes was self-evident.

When everyone looked back, they realized that Director Jin, who was being watched by everyone at the moment, had hunched a little bit for a while. Although the original Director Jin was not young, he still had the feeling of being old.

But now, he looked like an ordinary old man, not even as energetic as any old man on the street!

Yang Wanwan sighed, unable to tell what it was like.

But Hou Zhen looked at Chen Feng excitedly, expecting that Chen Feng would simply hand over all the assets of Director Jin to him to take care of with a wave of his hand!

But how could Chen Feng really make the choice as he thought, after all, the distance between Jinhai and Nanjiang is so far, let alone the inconvenience of the dispatcher, just last time, he had already given Hou Zhen a lot of profit !
Besides, it was Yang Wanwan who made the move this time, so why not share some benefits with him in the end?
"Old Yang, even if I die, let me die clearly." Director Jin coughed lightly, and the last line of defense in his heart had already collapsed.

He looked up at Chen Feng, the wrinkles on his face were twisted together with his facial features, the funny-looking colleague was a little pitiful:
"I just want to know, what is the origin of this one?"

Not only him, but most of the people on the third floor also thought so. After hearing Director Jin's words, they all raised their ears and looked at Chen Feng with curiosity.

Yang Wanwan didn't do what they wanted, he just sighed and shook his head.

But the tone is a lot more sincere!

"Old Jin, don't ask, you really have no right to know."

Director Jin was astonished for a while, and after he realized it, his body became even more stooped, and he even bent his body at almost eighty degrees.

He nodded slowly, without even looking at Chen Feng, and walked towards the elevator with difficulty.

No one called him, no one came out to help him, not even Chen Feng stopped him.

He could already see a trace of death on Director Jin's face, some black mist that only he could see was flowing out of his facial features like blood.

(End of this chapter)