Shang Jingheng looked at him indifferently.
His gaze was calm. "Are you the head of the Chen Family?"
"... No."
The middle-aged man understood what Shang Jingheng meant. He wanted to see if the person who came over was the head of the Chen family.
However, his family head was currently flustered and immersed in the pain of losing his son.
He was frantically searching everywhere for the murderer.
How could he care about this?
Moreover, with his character, he would not easily apologize to others!
Wasn't he pushed out for being a useless and incompetent person with an extremely high seniority?
He did not expect that he would also be needed one day!
He laughed bitterly in his heart, and the middle-aged man's expression became even more respectful.
"Mr. Shang, this junior is ignorant and offended Mr. Shang. Please forgive me."
Shang Jingheng smiled when he heard this.
"What if I don't forgive you?"
