Then, he sat on the sofa very unruly, his eyes full of joking, smoking a cigar, and a servant came over to temporarily bandage his head.

Han Long held a metal baseball bat in his hand and walked towards Chen Ping with a sneer on his face.

"Han Long, stop! Mr. Chen, you must not move!" Zheng Tai was pushed to the ground and roared.

If something happens to the young master here, Zheng Tai can kill himself to apologize.

Han Long just smiled contemptuously, picked up the baseball bat and was about to hit Chen Ping's knees, who was standing upright.

Sudden!

A discordant cell phone ringtone rang, making everyone hesitate.

Hanlong glanced at Sun Zeming, who was very supportive and said coldly: "Let him pick it up."

Chen Ping frowned and glanced at the incoming call on his mobile phone, which was an unfamiliar number. Then he picked up the call as if no one was there: "Hello! Who's there?"

"Hello, Mr. Chen, my name is Tang Hemin. I have arrived in Shangjiang City with the medical team. I wonder if it is inconvenient for you. Can we meet now?" On the other end of the phone, Tang Hemin had a respectful tone and a very humble attitude.
Chapter completed!