"Uncle, how can you fight so well?"
It took a while for Jiang Meng to come back to her senses and ask a question.
"Before becoming a ride-hailing driver, Uncle was a soldier,"
Xiao Chen said with a smile.
The gentle smile eased the fear in Jiang Meng's heart.
"Useless, truly a bunch of useless people. Can't even handle such a small matter and still claim to be well-trained? Are there such wimpy well-trained fighters?"
At the Jiang Family, Jiang Dong shattered a piece of porcelain he was very fond of in his anger.
Naturally, the group of people he had sent to cause trouble were the ones he had found.
And he had spent quite a bit of money on it.
To avoid implicating himself, he didn't even show his face and even had those guys pose as representatives of the bidding companies.
Yet, the plan still fell through.
"Is this Xiao Chen really that formidable?"
Tan Ting, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask as she watched her son in a rage.
