The whole audience was silent.

Against the backdrop of a group of young men.

Chen Yuan's eyes looked like the king's contempt.

"Yan··克口? He is the Yan?"

Luo Yufeng almost got scared and felt his legs weak.

Some time ago, although he was not in Seoul, he had heard of Yan Zong's name.

There are rumors in the circle now that this mysterious Yan Zong is the heir to the four major chaebols.

Damn it?

If you step on one person, you will kick the hardest iron plate?

Is there anything wrong?

Can it be more unlucky?

"Mr. Luo, are you sure you want me to kneel down and apologize to you?"

Chen Yuan asked in a plain tone.

In the words, an astonishing aura of forcing the king was revealed.

"Misunderstanding, these are all misunderstandings. How could I let Mr. Yan kneel down to me? It's because I have no eyes and I apologize!"

"Is it just a misunderstanding? What do you mean by bringing people to block me? Do you want to play mahjong with me?"

"I·······"

Luo Yufeng almost regretted it.

He is very clear about the rules in the circle. If you offend the most awesome leader in the circle, then from now on, you will never be able to keep going in the circle!

No one will play with you!

You will be excluded!

Even the family business will be affected!

"You kneel down and admit your mistake. I will give you a chance to be a new person. What do you think, Mr. Luo!"

Chen Yuan finished speaking.

Luo Yufeng's face changed immediately.

He is also a thirty-year-old and a well-known figure. How can you let him kneel down in public?

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Chapter completed!