The man's angry roar, like an ugly broken string, destroyed the quiet and elegant atmosphere in the office.

Cheng Jinyan gave a meal to the hand that was writing.

The female secretary in high heels rushed in.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry. I'll call security..."

"No need." Cheng Jinyan motionless waved his hand, "you go out first."

The secretary looked worried and angry, as if a middle-aged man was going to eat people. He hesitated and opened his mouth. Finally, he left obediently.

The office door closed again.

Without outsiders, middle-aged men are more arrogant. He rushed to Cheng Jinyan's desk in three steps and slapped his thick palm on the table.

"Cheng Jinyan, do you still have my third uncle in your eyes!"

The man's strength is too strong. When he slaps it down, the coffee cup on the desk is shocked.

The brown coffee splashed out and just dropped on one side of the document contract.

Cheng Jinyan looked at the contract expressionless, and a cold feeling crossed his dark eyes behind the silver rimmed glasses.

He clasped the pen in his hand, leaned back on the chair and looked up at the middle-aged man.

"What does uncle mean by this? I don't understand it."

"Don't you understand?!" Cheng Jinyan's indifferent attitude successfully angered the middle-aged man. "You didn't hold Yanyan's public relations team down?! Cheng Jinyan, your conscience was eaten by the dog? Yanyan is your sister, and you deal with her for a little star!"

The fat face of the middle-aged man turned red and his voice became louder and louder.

Cheng Jinyan looked at his mouth spraying feces everywhere, slowly sorted out his tie and opened his mouth slowly.

"The third uncle said something wrong. I'll help you correct it."

"First, Cheng Yan is my cousin, not my own sister. My parents only gave birth to me."

"Second, uncle, the little star in your mouth is the future wife of the Xi family, and is deeply loved by the chairman of the Xi family and the elders of the Xi family."

"Third, I only pressed Cheng Yan's public relations team, but it was Xi Jiu who pushed her to the forefront. If the third uncle wants to avenge his daughter, he might as well go to Xi Jiu and have a chat. I can arrange a car to take you to Xi's headquarters."

"You!" the middle-aged man, Cheng run, Cheng Yan's father, was red in his eyes, but he couldn't refute a word.

Of course, he knows that the little star in his mouth is the wife of the future owner of the Xi family. He also knows that it is not Cheng Jinyan but Xi Jiu who pushed Cheng Yan to the forefront of the storm.

But he couldn't provoke the Xi family, and Xi Jiu's cold face was so terrible that he didn't dare to touch it. Therefore, Cheng run can only come to find Cheng Jinyan's trouble.

But Cheng Jinyan, which is so easy to bully? A few words choked him half to death.

Cheng runqi was puffing like a bellows. He was filled with anger and shame that Cheng Jinyan had lost face.

He glared at Cheng Jinyan angrily, held it for a long time, and finally slapped him on the desk.

"Do you still have my third uncle in your eyes!!!"

The coffee cup opened again with great force.

This time, the coffee splashed not only on the documents, but also on Cheng Jinyan's white shirt.

The expensive Gaoding business shirt has no wrinkles, and a drop of coffee falls on the white cloth and slowly faints, making the whole dress more defective.

Cheng Jingyan lowered his eyes, glanced at the coffee stain indifferently, and the coolness slowly appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

He looked up at Cheng run.