Jiang Dong walked into the ward with his forefoot. Before he could sit still, Wang Laowu tiptoed in with his hind legs. "Brother Dong, everything is arranged! What are we going to do next?"

"What are you doing? Gan Jiang Qiyuan's family!" Jiang Dong smiled coldly, and without Shen Xiulian by his side, Jiang Dong also officially restored his character, "has everyone shouted?"

"Zhao Gang and Wei You will be here soon!" Wang Laowu frowned slightly, "However, Brother Dong, Zhao Gang said that he should let his son Zhao Yihong come forward for him. He still has something to do with him. Does this guy think he can do it? Dare to refute Dong Brother's face?"

"It's not that Zhao Gang thinks he can do it on his own, but that he wants Zhao Yihong to solve this matter. Simply put, he wants to push his son Zhao Yihong out, kneel and lick me. After all, this kind of thing makes him more than fifty. It’s really unreasonable for a year-old to do it." Jiang Dong smiled contemptuously, "This fellow Zhao Gang is not a simple character who can mix up to this point in Wucheng."

"If that's the case, then it makes sense. Zhao Yihong is not a few years older than Dong Ge. No matter how he licks, it's normal. However, if I switch to Zhao Gang, I feel a little unnatural..." Wang Laowu said suddenly.

"Anyway, since they have done a good job, we have to continue. We can't make him too shameless, right? After all, he is still a well-deserved leader in Wucheng's restaurant industry!"

"Right!"

Just as Jiangdong was chatting with Wang Laowu, a "ding" sound rang in the corridor, the sound of an elevator arriving at the station.

Afterwards, a messy and rapid footsteps came into Jiang Dong's ears in the ward.

Before Jiang Dong could make any response, a group of brawny men with solid muscles, dark skin, and sweat had not yet dissipated in the doorway of the ward. At first glance, they were the power contestants who came out of the construction site.

This group of brawny men almost filled half of the ward. Suddenly, the brawny men gave way to both sides. At this time, Jiang Qiyuan, who was in suits and shoes, full of spring breeze, walked slowly into the ward...

Jiang Qiyuan and Jiang Ting are similar in appearance by six or seven points, but they are not at all similar to Jiang Dong and Jiang Qitian, whose life and death are unknown. No matter from the outline of the facial features or the eyebrows, there is absolutely no similarity...

I saw that Jiang Qiyuan stood proudly in the middle of the ward. Behind him, there were more than 20 big men standing, but in front of him, there were only Jiang Dong and Wang Laowu. This kind of contrast also made Jiang Qiyuan's Self-confidence has reached an unprecedented level.

"You bastard, where's your mother?" Jiang Qiyuan scolded angrily at Jiang Dong.

"Keep your mouth clean." Jiang Dong pulled over a chair at random, sat down on the chair slowly, and glanced at Jiang Qiyuan from the corner of his eye with extreme contempt.

"Yeah? Xiaoza. You have a temper, don't you? You dare to talk to me like that?" Jiang Qiyuan put on a look of eating Jiangdong, and pointed towards Jiangdong and Wang Lao's five fingers, quite a bit. Pointing to the taste of Jiangshan, "Just the two of you, dare to yell with me? Are you not sure about the big and small? Should I let my brothers help you recognize the reality?"

"Lying on the grass!" Wang Laowu couldn't bear it anymore, and roared furiously: "What is it that you step on a horse? Dare to talk to Dongge like this? Believe it or not I will kill you?"

"Brother Dong? Still stepping on Brother Ma Dong? You are a little bastard! You dare to call yourself brother?" Jiang Qiyuan was really swollen, and at the same time he didn't take Jiang Dong seriously.