"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The door of the general manager's office was knocked, and Chen Yang looked up.

"Enter!"

He snorted.

Since he sat in this position, he has been surrounded by various documents every day, which is a world of difference from his previous free life.

Apart from the cheerful feeling of being in a high position, to be honest, it is not as happy as my previous life.

The office secretary walked in, holding a small paper-folded plane with a strange shape in her hand.

"Mr. Chen, there is someone who wants to see you, but he has not made an appointment and is stopped by the front desk in the lobby. He took out this thing and said you will know when you see it." The secretary put the small paper-folded plane in front of Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's eyes fell on the small paper-folded plane, and his face suddenly changed.

"Where is this person?" He actually stood up suddenly.

“It’s in the first floor lobby!”

The secretary looked at Chen Yang strangely.

Chen Yang actually rushed out of his office directly. He quickly ran into his own special elevator and then went downstairs.

"Whose paper plane belongs to?"

He rushed to the front desk and asked loudly.

The girl at the front desk was startled and thought she had made some mistakes.

"Mr. Chen, that person is there!"

She reached out and pointed to the sofa in the corner of the hall.

Zheng Tiancheng was crossing his legs and slowly sucking a cigar in his hand. This was his biggest hobby.

Chen Yang walked quickly to Zheng Tiancheng, and he looked at Zheng Tiancheng carefully.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Zheng Tiancheng looked up and looked.

"I am Zheng Tiancheng, who are you?" A smog of smoke came out of his mouth.

Chen Yang frowned slightly.

"I am Chenyang!" he said.

Zheng Tiancheng hurriedly put out the cigar in his hand, and immediately stood up and stretched out his hand with a familiar touch.

"Mr. Chen, I have been thrilled for a long time..."

But Chen Yang did not mean to extend his hand.

"Is that paper plane yours?" he asked coldly.

"It's not mine! It was someone asked me to give it to you..." Zheng Tiancheng replied.

He was also looking at Chen Yang's face. It was enough to let Chen Yang come to see him on his own initiative, which was enough to show that the paper plane played the role it should have!

Chen Yang's face looked even more ugly.

"Very good, come to my office to talk!" He turned and left.

Someone came to guide Zheng Tiancheng immediately, and he was not qualified to take Chenyang's special elevator.

"Investigate this Zheng Tiancheng's identity immediately!"

Chen Yang ordered the bodyguard around him.

"Yes, Mr. Chen!"

The bodyguard left quickly.

Zheng Tiancheng followed Chen Yang's secretary to the office of the general manager of Chen Group. He was also a little nervous. The Chen Group is indeed a big family and a big business. The office building alone is dozens of times larger than his bar.

"Mr. Zheng... please come inside!"

The secretary said politely.

Zheng Tiancheng nodded, and he glanced at the woman. If this little secretary could go to his bar to warm up, he would definitely make his business prosperous. Look at his little figure...

After entering the office, the secretary poured Zheng Tiancheng a cup of tea and left quickly.

"Who gave you this paper plane?"

Chen Yang asked bluntly.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, I'm not talking about this with you..." Zheng Tiancheng shook his head and replied.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Chen Yang looked at Zheng Tiancheng with cold eyes.

He could almost tell at a glance that such a person was a gangster. When he ran an entertainment company, he saw the most such persons.

Greed, clever, and not afraid of death are the characteristics of these people.

"Mr. Chen, I am the owner of a small bar. I know that nearly half of the entertainment venues in the center of Shanhai City are from Mr. Chen, so I want to ask Mr. Chen to enjoy the food!" Zheng Tiancheng said with a smile.

Since he came, he would give it his best.

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows.

"Why should I help you? What qualifications do you have to let me help you?" He looked at Zheng Tiancheng condescendingly.

Zheng Tiancheng's eyes fell on the paper plane placed on Chen Yang's huge office desk, and he suddenly became much more convinced.

"I don't know either. Anyway, I just came over and asked. If Chen didn't help... then I would have to leave."

He said without any worries.

He picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. The tea was so bitter that it was hard to swallow. Zheng Tiancheng spit out directly.

Chen Yang looked at Zheng Tiancheng's dead pig's appearance, which was not afraid of boiling water, and he narrowed his eyes.

"Now I don't care about those venues anymore. You should know who I am now!" He spoke slowly, his tone eased a lot.

Zheng Tiancheng smiled. People like him are the best at observing words and expressions.

"Of course I know, Mr. Chen... for Zhou Xiaoya's sake, are you unwilling to help?" he said slowly.

Zheng Tiancheng didn't know why Chen Yi had to mention the name Zhou Xiaoya himself, but when he saw Chen Yang's face suddenly turned blue, he knew that the name was not simple anymore.

"Bang!"

Chen Yang suddenly stood up and punched the desk in front of him with a heavy punch.

The loud voice alarmed the bodyguard standing outside the door, and two tall and big bodyguards rushed in.

"Mr. Chen... are you okay?"

A bodyguard asked.

Zheng Tiancheng was shocked. If Chen Yang was really angry, it might not be possible if he could walk out of the Chen Group building.

"go out!"

Chen Yang snorted.

The two bodyguards were stunned and turned around and left quickly.

Chen Yang walked to Zheng Tiancheng, his eyes seemed to be about to dig Zheng Tiancheng's chest.

"How did you know the name Zhou Xiaoya? Who is the person who gave you the paper plane? Is it Chen Yi?"

Chen Yang's voice was a little bit gritted.

Chen Yi was buried. Although the body had been burned unrecognizable by the fire after the car accident, he firmly believed that Chen Yi had died long ago.

He would never be able to continue to live!

Zheng Tiancheng was completely inexplicable. He only knew about the Chen family.

He knew nothing about the personal affairs of these direct branches of the Chen family.

But he knew one thing very well. Chen Yi had told him thousands of times that he must not say who gave him the paper plane. Once he said it... he would not only not get any benefits, but he would even be in danger of his life.

Chen Yang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Zheng Tiancheng has no doubt about this at all.

"Mr. Chen, please be calm... I have no idea what the question you just asked me means! I'm here to talk to you about whether I can give me some food. As for other things... I'm afraid I can't answer more!"

Zheng Tiancheng picked up the teacup in front of him again.

The tea was still very bitter, but after this time, Zheng Tiancheng felt a little sweet after he got it.

Chen Yang's eyes were very cold, and he stared at Zheng Tiancheng for three minutes.

"Okay, very good..."

He walked back to his position, picked up the phone and called out!
Chapter completed!