"Grandson, just by your mouth, you can tell what kind of person you are. Do you like to pluck your minister's chicken feathers to use them as seasonal arrows? Haha, it's a pity that he doesn't have many hairs to pluck for you."

The secretary was so angry that she almost flew into a rage:

"Who are you? What do you do?"

Fan Jianyuan looked at Chen Sixen coldly and said calmly:

"Young Master Chen, you'd better not get involved in this matter, otherwise it will easily implicate the Chen family."

Chen Sichen smiled softly, with a look of contempt in his eyes:

"On your own?"

When had Fan Jianyuan been despised like this?

He stared at Chen Sichen and smiled coldly:

"Chen Sixen, who do you think you are? Whose influence did you rely on?"

Chen Sichen laughed and then did something.

Drink tui!

He spat at his feet in an extremely exaggerated manner, pointed at the saliva and said:

"Want to know whose influence I am taking advantage of? Climb over and lick it clean, I will tell you!"

"you……!"

Everyone below was collectively scared to death.

Peat.

In front of so many people, calling such a big boss and crawling on the ground licking saliva?

Is this guy crazy?
Chapter completed!