Chapter 100

Time, a bit hard, now just in the morning, Jiang Junyue began to look forward to tomorrow.

When Jiang Han left, Jiang Junyue told his secretary to prepare the information he would use when he went to meet Mr. Ke Xinwu tomorrow.

These days, he didn't want to do anything, but he had to.

He took back his mind and went to look at a document in hand. But after only half of reading, his pen was broken. Jiang Junliang quietly embezzled 200000 yuan.

That's not a lot of money, but it's a lot of money.

He frowned. If it wasn't for the sake of the old man, he would have warned Jiang Junliang that he doesn't pay a lot of dividends every year. Although Jiang's work is done by him, in fact, he gets the same bonus as every member of his family. His expenses are enough. How can Jiang Junliang be less than 200000?

That's just a fraction of his dividend.

Jiang Junyue quickly picked up the phone and dialed directly to the financial manager, "changed the password of the big money account. Next time he broke into the financial room to transfer money, he directly told him that only I knew the password and asked him to ask me for it."

Jiang Junliang took 200000 yuan today and another 200000 yuan tomorrow. Over time, that's not a small amount. He still has his third uncle to protect the interests of all the shareholders of the Jiang family.

After work, it's not good for the baby sitter to bring the baby to the company today. After all, he is the president, so we should set an example. Otherwise, all the employees of the company will follow his example and take the children to work. Isn't the company a kindergarten.

After work, the more Jiang Jun picked up his wallet, the more he went into the president's special elevator. Luo Meiwei was very good. At least he didn't call him all day long to upset him. But at this moment, he wanted to have a drink. He rolled the mobile phone screen, and the flashing number suddenly stopped. When the word "Cheng Qingyang" fell into his eyes, the dead thing, I didn't expect him to teach The slave, who was so determined to fly, dropped his finger and dialed Cheng Qingyang's number. Almost as soon as the bell rang, the other end immediately picked up, "Yue..."

"Jiang Junyue." He roared, in a voice of utter coldness.

"Yes, Jiang Junyue."

"I'll be in the ring in half an hour. You'll be there for me." Once again roared, sometimes, he really wanted to kill Cheng Qingyang.

"Good." Softly a word, there is still quietly waiting for him to give instructions.

"Bang", but Jiang Junyue hung up directly. If he didn't toss about tonight, he would not be able to sleep.

Lamborghini is flying on the road of T City, which he hasn't driven for three years.

Half an hour, a little more, a little more, the streamlined car body a beautiful drift, and then steadily stopped on the lawn, that position, it seems that as long as he comes, it is always empty.

"Bang", long legs step down, Jiang Jun more ruthlessly closed the door, then slightly raised a steep face, the line of sight is facing up the palm tree into Qingyang's eyes, compared with his thin, chengqingyang is a little bit rough, but, that figure ratio is absolutely eye-catching, just, with a forever look is cold handsome, let a woman be Even if you have a heart, you don't dare to chat up.

"Yue..." He stepped forward to meet Jiang Junyue, "want to fight?"

"I wish you knew." Cheng Qingyang looks at him fiercely. Then, the more Jiang Jun ignores him, and goes straight to the entrance of the boxing ring. First, he extends to the underground steps, and goes steeper and steeper. He has walked for more than a minute. However, the labyrinth like path of Jiang Jun has not gone wrong at all, "brother Yue..." When the gatekeeper saw him, he respectfully opened the door for him. Suddenly, a spacious underground boxing field that could hold more than 1000 people was in front of him.

There are a lot of people, black and white. At a glance, the platform in the middle of the ring is empty.

As he walked, he took off his coat and handed it to the people behind him. When he entered the dressing room, someone handed him the folded boxing suit.

Jiang Junyue put it on quickly. It's new, but it's just the right size. It's not fat or thin. But he remembers that he's a yard more than last year's size this year. Well, it's time to exercise.

"Brother Yue, please."

Jiang Jun turns around faintly, and his White Boxing suit sets him off. When he strides out of the dressing room, Cheng Qingyang also changes into a boxing suit and walks to the ring in the aisle not far away.

Unlike him, Cheng Qingyang is a black suit.

As the pace quickens, Jiang Jun soon catches up with Cheng Qingyang. The two of them just arrive in front of the ring together. The audience on the stand immediately whistles, "brother Cheng Brother Cheng... "

"Brother Cheng..."

It's absolutely rare for the boss of the ring to fight on the stage in person.

Yes, it's three years. Cheng Qingyang hasn't been on the stage for three years. Usually, he is watching others fight.

Yes, it's usually that he's appreciating the way other people are beaten.

But tonight

"Brother Yue Brother Yue... " All of a sudden, a group of boys on the field became Jiang Junyue's cheerleading team. The loud shouts soon merged into this atmosphere. Soon, there was a girl's scream, because Jiang Junyue had already jumped into a corner of the ring, not to mention how dazzling and cool the vigorous posture was. The handsome face like a monster made the girls intoxicated. It seemed that he had never been I haven't seen such a thin man come to fight.The more Jiang Jun goes to that stop, it's easy to imagine this ring as a stage for a show.

Jiang Junyue didn't pay any attention to the crowd's crazy shouting in the stands. He had nothing to do with who he liked to bet. He just wanted to have a good time tonight.

His hands itch.

His legs itched, too.

Wearing braces and fists, a man stands on one side of the ring with a long leg. His White Boxing suit makes him more like a scholar. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, no one would believe that he came to fight.

"Yue, there's wine in the back. After a while, go and have a drink." Feng Qingyang's always cool face magically wears a little smile. The rare smile amazes all the people in the stands. It is said that brother Cheng never smiles, but he smiles tonight. It is said that brother Cheng never fights, but he goes to the ring tonight.

Moreover, the opponent is a little-known boy.

Those people do not know, three years ago, the two protagonists in this ring tonight do not know how many times.

But the loser is always one person.

"Don't fake it, or I'll kill you."

"All right." Cheng Qingyang smiles, moves, and puts on a good posture.

It seems that there is something strange in the ring, not for other reasons, just because there is no referee on the ring.

No one dares to judge chengge. The boy in the White Boxing suit must have eaten the courage of the bear heart leopard, and dare to challenge chengge.

People are beginning to whisper.

The more Jiang Jun didn't hear it, the more he sent his hand, the more he waved his fist to Cheng Qingyang's face. Cheng Qingyang's head deflected and avoided it directly. Jiang Junyue's fist hadn't been taken back, and he had already kicked out at his feet. When Cheng Qingyang blocked it, he blocked Jiang Junyue's powerful leg with his arm.

"Bang", a touch of pain appeared on his cold face. Jiang Junyue ignored it and attacked with both hands at the same time. A series of fists flew to fengqingyang one after another. The people in the stands were in a mess, because fengqingyang only avoided attacking. If he went on fighting like this, he would be knocked out sooner or later. We should know that death and injury in the ring are common.

But he's brother Cheng. He's the boss of the ring.

All the people looked straight, and those who bet Cheng Qingyang were so anxious that they even jumped up, "fight back, fight back..."

"You fuckin 'fight back." Ear shouting that kind of cry, Jiang Jun more slightly fidgety up, "I don't need you to let me."

Seeing his eyes prick red, Cheng Qingyang reaches out his hand to stop them, and the two entangle with each other.

One black and one white, the two men in the ring are like two dragons swimming in the small field.

Cheering up, good-looking, two people have used their own skills, that of course is good-looking.

Jiang Jun is more absorbed in dealing with Cheng Qingyang, and no longer dare to influence his performance because of the shouting outside the court. Without the referee, neither of them has the intention to stop. After a while, they all pant and gasp, "bang". When Feng Qingyang punches Jiang Jun Yue's chest, he doesn't dodge. After the punch, the whole person will die Quickly back, back straight against the fence, with the fence's elastic and bouncing body, "more..." Feng Qingyang's eyes suddenly turned red and rushed over, "how are you..."

"Brush", a word code shows, but it is absolutely a standing word code. Jiang Junyue kicks Cheng Qingyang's nose, this time, he absolutely uses 10% of the force, "poof..." Feng Qingyang's nosebleed immediately came out, and then he fell to the ground.

"Brother Cheng..." Someone exclaimed.

But Cheng Qingyang raised his hand to signal his hands not to shout. He just wiped his nose with his hand. Suddenly, his face was full of blood.

"Do you like it?" Jiang Jun straightened up. Although he looked a little thinner than Cheng Qingyang, he was no shorter than Feng Qingyang.

"Ha ha, yes, but..." Feng Qingyang's vision began to move down from Jiang Junyue's face, and finally fell on his waist.

"You..." Jiang Junyue then found that his belt on his boxing suit was untied. At this time, he was showing his strong chest, and a triangle bullet underpants, "you get up for me, you son of a bitch." Jiang Jun jumps up step by step and forgets to tie his belt again. He kicks Cheng Qingyang, one foot after another. Cheng Qingyang, lying down, does not dodge and allows him to kick until he is tired. Then he says: "go away, I don't want to see you tonight."