At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 408 The Crisis of the Group

If his own young master was a little more capable, he would almost look like the perfect young master in his heart.

Rejecting Yang Wanwan's request to treat guests to dinner, Chen Feng rubbed his hands and left Yang Wanwan's villa with a smile.

Just now, there was indeed a little bit of bravado in my heart that was playing tricks!
After all, Chen Feng himself was very curious about what he could do if he didn't rely on the contacts left by his great-grandfather and only relied on his own words!
"One month should be enough."

After Chen Feng planned the approximate time of several things in his mind, he sighed again.

Hou Zhen didn't leave with Chen Feng. In the huge villa, there were only two old men staring at each other.

"Tsk tsk, this should be the most majestic moment in your life, right?" Hou Zhen lit a cigar and praised Yang Wanwan. Before he could answer, he said again:

"How about it, is the young master different from what you imagined?"

Yang Wanwan also lit a cigar, listened to Hou Zhen's question, and nodded fiercely:
"It's different, it's so different! You don't even know, when the young master and I looked at each other just now, my heart was about to jump out!"

"Even if he is not the heir designated by the old chairman, I guess we will still get along!"

Hou Zhen curled his lips, his face full of disdain, and after pondering for a moment, he still said:

"Remember to report to the eldest lady. By the way, what did the eldest lady say? Secretary-General Dong hasn't contacted me for a long time."

Faced with Hou Zhen's question, it was naturally Yang Wanwan who answered him with a merciless sneer, and then continued:

"What level are you? What level am I? If it's nothing serious, I won't talk to you."

Hou Zhen was a little dissatisfied with what he said, and glared at Yang Wanwan viciously. He became cruel, stretched out his hand, and swept away a box of cigars on the table.

Yang Wanwan's eyelids twitched, pretending that he didn't see the scene just now, and then continued:
"Miss's situation is not very good either, the original two factions have split into three factions!"

Hou Zhen was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't care to hide the cigar in his hand, and asked with his eyes wide open, "Did Lao Luo and Lao Song break up?"

"It's not a quarrel, it's just that the two people focus on different things." Yang Wanwan talked about the soot for a while, and said with a gloomy look:

"Lao Luo's sect is still insisting on the claim that the will is not valid, and Lao Song led a group of people to leave, forcing the eldest lady of the palace to marry his son."

Hou Zhen's originally normal expression became startled again, and then he sneered mercilessly: "Is the one surnamed Song crazy? The eldest lady is also something his rambunctious son can touch?"

"Isn't that right, but with Lao Song making such a mess, the pressure on the eldest lady has been greatly reduced. If there is no accident, she can probably last at least three years!" Yang Wanwan exhaled a puff of smoke and clicked his tongue.

Hou Zhen didn't pick up on it this time, his level was indeed not as good as the opponent's, and he didn't even know some secrets that only advanced people could know!

The two were silent for a long time before Hou Zhen sighed and said in a low tone, "If I remember correctly, the old director also added a clause to the will. If the young master is not found within five years, the will will be invalidated and the group will belong to the heir in line?"

Yang Wanwan nodded silently, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The eldest lady not only has to take care of the huge family property, but also has to face so many intrigues every day. Some things, even when he, an outsider, thinks about them, he feels tired for the other party.

Hou Zhen nodded, and muttered: "No wonder you are so anxious, you are not afraid of the young master's anger at all."

"Getting angry can only prove that he is incompetent." Yang Wanwan's tone was relaxed, but his eyes were staring at the smoke above his head: "If the young master was really angry just now, then I would feel better."

"After all, the old chairman's spirit in heaven never wants to hand over the group to an incompetent person!"

Hou Zhen smacked his lips and didn't answer, but he was very happy in his heart!
Fortunately, Chen Feng didn't get angry just now, otherwise, Yang Wanwan might jump into his opponent's arms. At that time, the eldest lady will be attacked from both sides, and Chen Feng will take over the group after that!Whether he can even live is still a question!
After all, compared to waiting quietly for five years, Hou Zhen believes that those impatient old foxes will definitely choose another convenient and quick way!
Kill Chen Feng!
After extinguishing the cigar in his hand, Hou Zhen patted his buttocks and stood up, speaking in a carefree tone:
"Okay, anyway, you have taught the eldest lady, so I am relieved to entrust the young master to you."

"However, I think, since the young master is supported by us old people, there is no need to be too low-key! Sometimes you will be low-key, but you will be looked down upon!"

"I know what to do!" Yang Wanwan gave Hou Zhen a dissatisfied look, stretched out his hand, grabbed the cigar box in Hou Zhen's hand, and pointed at the door impatiently: "Hurry up, see you It's annoying!"

"You man!"

(End of this chapter)