Mr. Sun’s real name is Sun Dayong. His family is quite powerful in Tianshui City and is also arrogant and domineering. In the eyes of this group of people, a car worth 400,000 or 500,000 is not qualified to be placed here with them.

Hearing Sun Dayong's clamor, Zhang Chen turned off the engine, untied his seat belt, got out of the car, and completed the action in one go.

"Stop talking nonsense to me, I want this parking space." Zhang Chen glanced at Sun Dayong.

"Damn it, how about driving a broken car to fit your mother?" Sun Dayong was furious: "It's still time to move the car away. I really messed with this young master. I will make your whole family die!"

The manager looked silently from the side. Seeing the two of them facing each other, the manager was quite happy. He supported Sun Dayong unconditionally.

Zhang Chen didn't want to get angry, but when he heard Sun Dayong's scolding so badly, an astonishing murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Bang!

Zhang Chen raised his simple and rough slap, and the slap hit Mr. Sun in the face.

Sun Dayong, who was still clamoring, almost rotated around and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Put my mouth cleanly, and I will talk to me like this next time, and I will die." Zhang Chen said coldly.

Zhang Chen wouldn't care about making other jokes or being looked down upon, otherwise he wouldn't have been humiliated in the Lin family for so long, but what he hated the most was to talk about his family, especially after experiencing the incident with the Tang family.

This slap not only confused Sun Dayong, but also the manager of the private club was completely confused.

Today is Wei Maosheng's plan. Wei Maosheng's local guest was beaten, and the person who was beaten was still Sun Dayong, this...

"Do you know what you did?" the manager immediately screamed and asked.

If Wei Maosheng blamed this, it would be over.

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing." Zhang Chen said a word, raised his foot and walked inside, without looking at Sun Dayong throughout the whole process.

Zhang Chen discovered that Mr. Cheng was right. He should have made a show at the party so that the second generation in Tianshui City could know about him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't even know how many eyes Mr. Ma had.

After Zhang Chen left, the manager helped Sun Dayong up.

"Damn, who is that guy?" Sun Dayong asked, covering his cheeks.

He felt his face hurting with a swelling cheek, and his cheeks were swollen. He was beaten here, which was completely unacceptable to Sun Dayong.

"I, I don't know." The manager said with a bitter face.

He really doesn't know Zhang Chen and Wei Maosheng's friend. He has basically seen this manager, but the boy was so nervous when he just entered, and the manager didn't know who he was.

"Cao, a man without a name dares to beat me, fuck it." Sun Dayong cursed angrily and kicked the car that Zhang Chen drove.

Then he felt unhappy and took out his cell phone and called: "Heizi, bring people here and help me smash a car."

In less than five minutes, a group of big men with big waists came over and came to Zhang Chen's car with a baseball bat in his hand. Without saying a word, everyone took action together. After a moment, the car was smashed into pieces, looking no different from being scrapped.

When the manager saw that Sun Dayong smashed his car into scrap metal as soon as he took action, he couldn't help but secretly talk.

"Brother Sun, who offended you? You know, let's fuck him." Heizi said to Sun Dayong.

"Don't worry, you want to fight me with such a broken car. It's really a fucking death. You guys find me a parking space and I'll go to the party." Sun Dayong waved his hand and said.

Zhang Chen has arrived at the venue at this moment.

In the venue, a group of men and women talked to each other, but they were not talking about business, but about eating, drinking and having fun.

Most of the rich second generations were born with the golden key. The task of this life was to eat, drink and have fun. They could not spend all their money in their lifetime. There were also those rich second generations who worked hard, but they only accounted for a small number in this venue.

In fact, Mr. Cheng’s intention is also here. If anyone in this city would offend Zhang Chen without open eyes, that is, among the rich second generation, who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. Those rich second generations who work hard and have a successful career will not be unaware of it, nor will they offend Zhang Chen and Zhang Chen’s family without eyes.

Therefore, the rich second generation gathered here all have a bit of frivolity.

Zhang Chen was a little out of place with them. In fact, Zhang Chen’s previous dream was to be one of these people. He didn’t have to think about anything every day, and eating, drinking and having fun was enough. But now his dream was getting a little further away from him, and some things he had to do.

After Zhang Chen came in, no one greeted him. Everyone gathered together in groups of three or three and laughed. Zhang Chen seemed out of place, and Zhang Chen was also happy to be leisurely.

But at this moment, Sun Dayong, who had a little anger after smashing the car, came in.

As soon as he entered the door, many rich second-generations surrounded him.

"Brother Sun, are you here?"

"Group Sun has been strong again after not seeing each other for many days. Why did he come so late today? Come to my room tonight, and I will try whether Brother Sun's muscles are strong enough~" said a sexy girl.

Sun Dayong pinched the sexy girl's butt and said, "It's so fucking unlucky today. A broken car pen is snatching me up for parking space, otherwise I'd arrived long ago."

"Who dares to compete for parking spaces with Brother Sun? Then won't we do it?"

"What a broken car?"

"It's just a broken car worth 400,000 yuan, an old Mercedes-Benz model." Sun Dayong said.

"Mercedes-Benz? Still old? Is anyone driving a broken car? My servants drive better than this."

"This car is almost the same for my nanny to go out and buy some vegetables."

"Didn't Mr. Wei say today that there are big names coming today. This is a high-end party. Why are there people driving broken cars sneaking in?"

A group of playboys were talking about it. The car that ordinary people thought was quite good was no different from garbage in their mouths.

At this time, a playboy slapped his forehead and said, "Why do you think the person who drove a broken car needs to occupy a parking space? Could it be that he came to the party too?"

"No, can that kind of person come in to attend the party? This is Brother Wei's party."

Sun Dayong was also reminded. At that moment, he looked inside and saw Zhang Chen talking to the bartender girl.

Everyone followed Sun Dayong's gaze, and everyone understood when they saw Sun Dayong's expression.

When I saw Zhang Chen, it turned out that he was not wearing very well. Compared with his group of people, he was simply garbage-like.

"Brother Yong, is that this kid?"

Sun Dayong nodded: "That's right."
Chapter completed!