"Who sent someone? Which brain went into the water to send someone to smash Jin Zhilin?"

There were no response from dozens of people in the audience.

Chen Bancheng slapped the person who reported the news with a slap, scolding:

"Don't you know that we are at the forefront of the storm now?"

"At this time, I want to confirm that there is indeed a problem with the top ten pharmaceutical factories, or show everyone that I am a damn heart?"

"Say, who sent people?"

"Which brain does a mess with water?"

"Stand out for me, or I'll find out and break his leg!"

Chen Bancheng blew his beard and stared at him, almost smashing the table.

The whole audience was still silent.

The secretary struggled to squeeze out: "Mr. Chen, it was not what we did."

The others also nodded: "Yes, Mr. Chen, we didn't send anyone."

"It was not what you did, nor what I did. Could it be that Ye Fan did it himself?"

Chen Bancheng couldn't help but roared, but as soon as he said that, he realized something again.

Ye Fan?

Self-directed and acted?

Chen Bancheng slapped the table with one palm:

"Ye Fan, I will kill you!"
Chapter completed!