"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?
Chapter completed!