My idol

"Dad, I want to break Lin Fei's two legs with my own hands." Tang Zirui said firmly.

In Tang Zirui's opinion, only by breaking Lin Fei's two legs with his own hands can he relieve his hatred.

"I don't know about that big man, but I know that big man is so energetic that we can't afford it." Yang Huaming was frightened.

It is very likely that his Haisheng garment factory will go bankrupt.

That means it's serious.

Since, Yang Huaming said so.

"Who is it?" Tang Haisheng realized the seriousness of the matter.

Without much thought, Yang Huaming called Tang Haisheng.

Suddenly, Yang Huaming was flustered.

Some people said to Yang Huaming that some big people were targeting Haisheng garment factory.

Within a few hours, their Haisheng clothing factory could not operate.

"Boss, some people are targeting Haisheng garment factory, which can't go on." Yang Huaming replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Tang Haisheng was no longer complacent. His face changed greatly and he asked, "what's the matter?"

"Boss, Haisheng garment factory is going bankrupt." Yang Huaming said in a deep voice.

With a tone of education, Tang Haisheng said slowly.

"Director Yang, how many times have I told you to calm down no matter what problems you encounter, don't you forget?"

Because of these two things, Tang Haisheng was elated.

In addition, Tang Haisheng has put on Yang Bao again.

Recently, the business of Haisheng garment factory is getting better and better.

Before Yang Huaming could finish his speech, Tang Haisheng interrupted him.

At the other end of the phone, Yang Huaming yelled: "the boss is bad..."

Tang Haisheng gets through the phone.

Yang Huaming, director of Haisheng garment factory, called.

Tang Zirui has just finished saying this.

"Dad, you are my idol." Tang Zirui exclaimed excitedly.

Lin Fei told Yang Bao to go east, but Yang Bao would never dare to go west.

However, what he did not know was that in his eyes, Yang Bao was very humble in front of Lin Fei.

As if, he and Yang Bao are strong, is a matter of how proud of the general.

"Yes, Yang Bao and I are really strong." When Tang Haisheng said this, he held his chest high and his face was full of pride.

Tang Zirui thought about it in his mind.

My father, Tang Haisheng, can kill you with a phone call.

In front of my father Tang Haisheng, you are a little one.

Linfei, are you ready to bear my raging anger?

Hearing this, Tang Zirui has a thousand percent confidence in breaking Lin Fei's two legs.

In his mind, the image of his father is a little higher.

His dad is just amazing.

"Dad, you and Yang Bao have a good relationship?" Tang Zirui widens his eyes and looks at his father Tang Haisheng with adoration.

He believes that as long as Yang Bao comes out, Lin Fei will be able to break his legs by his son Tang Zirui.

Songjiang City, who doesn't know that Yang Bao is the leader of underground forces!

"Zirui, do as you say. Recently, I and our big man Yang Bao of Songjiang city have a good fruit." Tang Haisheng said with great pride.

Lin Fei's scream like a pig made him happy.

At this time, he had already imagined in his mind that Lin Fei's limbs were held down by someone, and he waved an iron bar and smashed Lin Fei's two legs.

It's terrible.

It's terrible.

In a few hours, the big man of Haisheng garment factory was about to go bankrupt.