Godly Conceited Son-in-law

On the highway that led to Suhang City in Zhejiang Province, a car was speeding at a speed that "I'm looking for death", which attracted other cars like frightened birds, making way for them.    

    

The BMW 760Li was not a sports car, but a commercial car. However, it was such a steady car. He didn't know why it would feel like it was "in a hurry to go to the west", but it was even more urgent than Sun Yiyi flipping through thousands of miles of clouds.    

    

The cars on the road were moving with a desire to survive, fearing the BMW would pick them up on its way to the West.    

    

However, looking carefully, this isn't the only car that is' courting death '. Looking forward, at the front of the BMW, there is actually a Bugatsu. Looking backwards, similarly to the BMW 760Li, there are actually 6 other cars …    

    

What is he doing?    

    

A Bugatsu + 7 BMW, not wanting to live at the same time? You guys don't want to live anymore, so stop wasting your car.    

    

At this moment, this was the common idea of all the drivers on the highway.    

    

The convoy sped into Suhang City and stopped in front of Nanshan Group's Suhang Branch Building, attracting the attention of the passersby. They wanted to know, who would come down with such a luxurious lineup?    

    

7 BMWs, neatly opened the car door, neatly got out a group of people, count, a total of 21 people, all in black suit, white shirt and blue tie. The cold temperament of these people expanded the circle of the onlookers, because everyone couldn't help but take a step back.    

    

The expressions of the twenty-one men in black were cold. It was hard to tell if they were bodyguards or killers.    

    

Nanshan Tower's entrance had long been filled with people waiting respectfully, and they were all the executives of Nanshan Group's Suhang Branch. These people, who were used to commanding others, were now standing in a row with an angle of 90 ° deep bowing.    

    

If the people on the Bugatti Wyvern didn't come down, they wouldn't get up.    

    

After waiting for a long time, nothing happened. The branch manager's face was covered in sweat. He swallowed his saliva and quickly walked to the side of the Bujardi. He carefully opened the car door and bent over: "Young Master Huang."    

    

"Young Master Huang" had already fallen asleep in the car. Along the way, he had precisely driven him here by himself …    

    

Hearing someone call out to him, Huang Shaotian stretched lazily and stuck one foot out of the car to walk out.    

    

Covering his head, Young Master Huang looked up at the sun and said to the row of higher-ups at the entrance, "You received the news, right?" From today, I will take over Nanshan Group Suhang Branch. The good news is that you won't be bored to the point where your results will not improve for the next three years. The bad news is that my father gave me the right to play first, then play second. "    

    

After saying this, Young Master Huang didn't even look at the branch manager and directly led his 21 bodyguards towards the building's entrance.    

    

After Young Master Huang entered, a group of branch executives followed and entered the building.    

    

It wasn't until everyone had disappeared into the doorway and the crowd had dispersed that another person stepped down from the building.    

    

He got out of the back seat.    

    

Young Master Huang, his full name is Huang Tiancheng and he is the successor of Nanshan Group. He was the one who drove the car, and the last person to get off, sitting in the back seat …    

    

In short: Young Master Huang gave him a car.    

    

In the main hall, when the white-collar ladies saw the mysterious and elusive young master Huang, their eyes were filled with stars. It's fine if he has money, but these days there are a lot of rich men.    

    

In terms of wealth, he was on the same level as the rich second generation. In terms of looks, he could make those small streams of fresh meat lose all face.    

    

The white collars were about to scream.    

    

But no, they had to keep their lady, they were afraid that their excessive enthusiasm would scare away the prince.    

    

What made them disappointed was that Young Master Huang didn't even look at his ladylike posture. He didn't even glance at it.    

    

At the top floor of the Southern Hill Estate, there was an office that was so luxurious that it could be said that even the Imperial Palace had people who believed in it.    

    

Huang Tiancheng sat on the big boss chair, both legs resting on the desk, with an "old man first in the world" look on his face.    

    

He looked at the upper echelons in front of him, and his gaze was as if he were looking at an animal.    

    

To some extent, of course, these people were animals to him.    

    

Even if his own father were here, he wouldn't be so arrogant, because in the family, he was even more influential than his father.    

    

In the office, the last person to get off was standing in front of the French windows, looking at the bustling city of Suhang, ignoring everything that was happening behind him and even pretending that Huang Tiancheng didn't exist.    

    

"I really didn't expect that in China, other than Young Master Kuang, there was also someone like you who was good at fighting. Back then in Europe, I met Young Master Kuang and I suffered quite a bit." Huang Tiancheng looked at the back of the young man and said: "I heard that two years ago, you handed over all the internal affairs of the Violent Sect to that brat called Li Congtian. You ran out to look for Young Master Kuang yourself, but you haven't found him yet."    

    

The young man turned his back to Huang Tiancheng and shrugged, not commenting at all.    

    

He didn't talk much, and usually he spent more time using his fists to express his thoughts than he did speaking.    

    

Only when facing one person would he talk a little more — the legendary figure who had single-handedly established a crazy sect in Jiangbei City of the southeast province, the person who was known as Young Master Kuang.    

    

There was no other way. He had to choose to talk to Guan Yang because using his fists to express his thoughts was not going to work in front of Guan Yang.    

    

"Tsk, tsk. Without that dead fox to manage it, you don't need to look at that face that's bringing calamity down on the masses. The mood is indeed good." Huang Tiancheng said contentedly with a sense of relief.    

    

There's only one person in China who can give our young master a headache.    

    

Huang Tiancheng said, "To be honest, there was a time when I suspected the sex of that damn fox. He was obviously a lackey, but he had a face that was even more beautiful than a woman's. "If a woman was perfect, even if I were to die, I would die under his skirt.    

    

"If Young Master Kuang knew your thoughts, he would have definitely killed you in a very strange way." The young man turned around and said, "No, there's no need to be so arrogant. As long as I spread what you just said outside the door, you wouldn't even be able to pass the young marshal's test."    

    

"Tsk, the heavens are high and the emperor is far away. Su Hang is my territory, what can the young commander-in-chief do to me? Besides, he's in Italy now, and I don't believe he can fly back. "    

    

The young man smiled and said, "That's right, the young marshal can't fly back, but someone else has. When I left Italy, the young marshal asked me to pass a message to you …"    

    

As he spoke, the youth's expression grew thoughtful. "Lord Tathagata has arrived. You won't be able to bounce for many days."    

    

"Damn!" Didn't you say so earlier? "Young Master Kuang …"    

    

Huang Tiancheng's handsome face fell.    

    

"My life, why is it so bitter!"