Chapter 1817

"Why, do you have something to say?"

With the clap of the folding fan of Zhenlong, the white jade cup that Meng ran sent to his lips stopped in mid air and gave the chairman of Chen university a sidelong glance.

Chen Zheng's heart suddenly jumped. He felt that the young man's eyes were like a sword, as if he could see through all the secrets in his heart!

"He Who the hell is he? Why can I feel so oppressed? "

Every drop of sweat comes from Chen Zheng's nose. The chairman of FengChen group, who is only three meters away from Meng ran, is under great pressure!

The young man in front of him looks plain and plain. He is ordinary in appearance and clothes. But I don't know why, Chen Zheng always feels that he has a lot of earthshaking spirit!

This kind of feeling, Chen Zheng only saw in those real big people in Yanjing city!

At present, this ordinary young man who came from a remote country, in the end, why can he bring such a huge shock to himself?

"Ah Zheng?"

The beautiful woman LV Xinyi gently called her husband and brought him back to reality from the shock. I do not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, Lu Xinyi's eyes, without trace, swept Meng Chang'an.

"Meng Chang'an, is this your good son? You and song Shuling have to give me an account in any case today! "

Chen Zheng bravely went forward to discuss with Meng Chang'an about Meng Ran's injury to his son.

At this time, a burst of shoes sound, slowly stepped into the Meng family hall.

"Brother Peng? Why are you here? " Chen Zheng, who recognized him, frowned and puzzled.

"It's him! The boss of Hongxin real estate, Peng Hongxin There is Meng family distant younger generation, exclaimed.

"It is said that his son went to Jiangzhou to attend muyuanhao's wedding banquet some time ago. As a result, yulongju Hotel encountered a terrorist attack, and his only Miao son was gone."

"Yes, isn't this a gift from a white haired man to a black haired man? Well, what's the use of making so much money? Can't you buy your son's life? "

There are elderly people wearing Zhongshan suits, deep feeling of low sigh.

The visitor is Peng Hongxin, the boss of the famous Hongxin real estate in Lingzhou city.

Since the yulongju incident, the real estate giant in Jiangbei province has been drunk and depressed all day.

Mistakenly killed his son, who has been raising him for more than 20 years. Mr. Peng, how can he not mourn?

In just a few days, Peng Hongxin lost more than a circle of weight, looking depressed and listless.

Because the real estate industry is one of the industries most affected by national policies, as the general manager of Hongxin real estate, Peng Hongxin must always keep in touch with Lingzhou officials.

After Cao finished his son's funeral, Peng Hongxin came to visit the seriously ill man Meng Xingzhi in quercheng county.

On the surface, he wanted to see Meng Xingzhi, but in fact he wanted to communicate with Meng Changzhi, the second leader of Lingzhou city.

As soon as he stepped into the reception hall of the Meng family, the real estate manager felt that the atmosphere was not right. How could all the guests stand nervously on their faces?

Hearing Chen Zheng's voice, Peng Hongxin suppressed his doubts and turned his head. He was about to exchange greetings with the chairman of FengChen group: "brother Chen, I'm here to visit..."

But the rest of his eyes, but inadvertently glimpsed a shocking figure that he could not believe.

"Ah! Meng Meng! "

A stammering exclamation came from Peng Hongxin's mouth.