Super Student's Three-realms Army

When Xuanyuan Yunqing saw that his "backer" was like a fool, he couldn't react for a long time, which made him anxious. He howled dryly and his miserable voice went up another octave.    

At this moment, a person behind Liu Dafu let out a loud snort and said angrily, "Hmph, I say, Fatty Liu, do you believe what your nephew has said?"    

"Who?" Who the f * ck is fooling around —!    

Xuanyuan Yunqing, who was getting more and more engrossed, became displeased when he heard this. He looked towards the source of the sound and was almost scared to the point that he had a "heart attack" on the spot!    

"Cheng..." "Cheng Jiadong?!"    

Xuanyuan Yunqing was so scared that he immediately let go of Liu Dafu's leg when he saw the middle-aged man's sullen face.    

"Tap …" Tap … "Bang …" He took a few steps back. His face was so pale that it was devoid of any color.    

Thinking back, he vaguely remembered that his son Cheng Shikai pressed him to the ground and rubbed him, causing him to almost become retarded.    

Every time Xuanyuan Yunqing thought about it, he felt a sense of fear, a feeling that he would never be able to rest in peace.    

At this moment, after meeting Cheng Shikai's father, Cheng Jiadong.    

The fear that was commanded by Cheng Shikai was like a tidal wave that drowned Xuanyuan Yunqing in an instant …    

Liu Dafu raised his eyebrows, then turned around and looked behind him, "Old Cheng, what do you mean by that?"    

Hearing that, Cheng Jiadong walked up from behind Liu Dafu at a moderate pace. He did not pay any attention to the other party and instead walked to Zhang Xiaofann's side not too far away.    

At this moment, the Full Moon Tea House was in an uproar, and sounds of exclamations and gasps could be heard …    

"Cheng Jiadong?!"    

"It's actually the chairman of Gordon Group, Cheng Jiadong?"    

"Let's not talk about Wuzhou, even if it's just looking at China, it's still a big shot in charge of using an ox's ear!"    

"Chairman Cheng, I have heard a lot about you... "I've heard a lot about you..." "I am from the blue-green paper mill …"    

In less than a few minutes, Cheng Jiadong's side was surrounded by more than ten merchants.    

Amongst them, there were a few merchants who took out their business cards in a fluster. They handed them over with their hands, hoping that Cheng Jiadong would accept them …    

However, he treated the business cards in front of him as well as the merchants who were flattering him and trying to curry favor with him.    

Cheng Jiadong turned a deaf ear to it and didn't even bother to look at it.    

From the beginning to the end, Cheng Jiadong's gaze was firmly fixed on Zhang Xiaofann.    

Under everyone's puzzled gaze, they saw a 180 degree turn on Cheng Jiadong's stiff face.    

His square face was like a magic trick. In an instant, it had a flattering, fawning, dog-legged smile.    

How could he be such a slave when he was surrounded by the stars and moons and the merchants fighting to please him?    

"Skilled Doctor Zhang, you... When did you come? Why didn't you give Old Cheng a call in advance? "I can also go down to pick you up. Aren't you …"