Liang Jinming lit a cigarette.
The smoke dispersed with the wind. He looked extremely pretentious.
"Didn't you have a fight with my Brother Lin? We brought our people here to settle it."
"Brother Lin?"
Suddenly, Cheng Laowu had a bad premonition.
"By Brother Lin, are you talking about Lin Yi?"
"So, you're not stupid."
Hiss!
"How is that possible?!" Cheng Laowu said.
"He's just a small-time government director. How can he know you people?!"
"Are you f*cking stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Do you really think my Brother Lin is just a government office director? Haha…"
The rich second-generation heirs who came along laughed out loud as if they were looking at a retard.
"To tell you the truth, I just learned about your situation." Liang Jinming said.
