Chu Feng frowned and looked in the voice—

In the horse farm, a shiny and strong horse was lying on the ground, extremely weak, vomiting and diarrhea, and was dying.

Seven or eight veterinarians were busy helping to diagnose—

A young man dressed in extraordinary clothes and surrounded by others was roaring and scolding in anger.

"This is the pure blood sweat-blooded BMW I have spent 20 million yuan to get. I have been ill and diarrhea after raising it in your horse farm for less than a month? What are you doing? Are you a group of pigs? If something goes wrong with my horse, I will break your legs."

"Jiang Shaoxiao, we have been taking good care of your BMW and dare not neglect the slightest—"

"Yes, yes, you can calm down."

The club's bosses and managers were all humble, apologizing and saying good things constantly.

This is Jiang Wei, the eldest son of the Jiang Group.

His father Jiang Tiansheng controlled the entire underground boxing ring and casino in Yanjing. He had thousands of thugs under his command. He was an absolute hero who could not afford to offend him.

Therefore, even if Jiang Wei is arrogant and pointing at their noses and scolding and humiliating, they can only be a human being with their tails and smile.

"Mr. Jiang, look--"

A veterinarian was wearing gloves and pointed at the food residues made from the horse's stomach. "These forages are the lowest-quality forages. They don't eat pigs in rural areas. Your BMW has always been expensive. Can you avoid getting sick and diarrhea after eating this forage?"

Jiang Wei was furious, "Bastard, I hire you more than 100,000 yuan a month, so you can eat this kind of garbage for my BMW?"

"Who is responsible for my horse? I'm here to stand up!"

The club owner was sweating coldly and shouted angrily, "Zhang Jian, what's wrong with you? Even Mr. Jiang dares to embezzle money for BMW's forage? Are you tired of living?"

"Explain it to me."

Zhang Jian was the man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks that Chu Feng saw in the back mountain before.

He was completely frightened, his face was pale, his legs were weak, and he said slowly: "I, I don't - Mr. Jiang, boss, I have always used fodder imported from New Zealand. Even if you give me eight hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to make ground on Tai Sui's head."

His eyes rolled, and he suddenly shouted: "Chen Yong, it must be that cripple man Chen Yong!"

"He is responsible for carrying forage on weekdays. Today I saw with my own eyes that he deliberately knocked over the forage that feeds Jiang Shao BMW to the ground-"

Brush la la—

Dozens of eyes stared at the middle-aged man with a disabled right leg and a silent and trifle in the corner.

The latter was also stunned, and seemed to have never expected that the blame would be on his head!

"It's not me, you're slandering." Chen Yong said in a deep voice.

Bang!

The club owner slapped him in the face and was furious: "You dare to argue, Chen Yong, I saw you pitiful and took you in and rewarded you with a bite of food. Unexpectedly, you, a beast who is trampling on the inside, did such a thing."

"Why don't you kneel down quickly and kowtow to Mr. Jiang to apologize."

Although he also understood that it was absolutely impossible to do such a thing according to Chen Yong's personality, he had to pull someone out and take the blame and save everyone.

That Zhang Jian is related, so he can only move Chen Yong, who is taciturn and has no power or power.

In this world, honest people are always bullied.

Chen Yong said in a hunched voice: "I said it, it wasn't my fault, I won't kneel down."
Chapter completed!