In the past, Feng Cheng had the backing of the Feng Group and an uncle who was the standing committee member and deputy mayor. He was definitely a core figure in the top circles in Haicheng.

People like these who were dining with him now, when Feng Cheng was in the spotlight, he didn't even bother to look at them seriously.

Little Fatty and others have tried to flatter Feng Cheng more than once before, but Feng Cheng often treated him like a bastard.

However, Feng Cheng is now no longer as good as a phoenix, his glory is gone, and the Feng Group has fallen to the extreme. The people he used to associate with now avoid him.

Even the little fat man and others around him are willing to eat at the same table with Feng Cheng, mostly because they want to enjoy the sense of superiority of thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

You know, Feng Cheng used to ridicule them a lot, but now he occasionally ridicules the "Master Feng" who was once famous in Haicheng. For these people, it is a strange and perverted stimulation.

Feng Cheng seemed to have been used to everyone's sarcasm for a long time. He didn't have any extreme reaction.

However, when he looked up at Guan Zishao and Gu Feng holding arms, his eyes turned red.

"Damn it! This stinky bitch! Back then, you pretended to be innocent with me, but now you are rushing to find men to cheat on you? What's more, you are just eating young grass and finding a young boy!"

"Hahaha..." Feng Cheng said something and everyone laughed again.

"Master Feng, why do I hear a sour smell? Don't just say the grapes are sour because you can't eat them, right?" The little fat man said as he turned to look at everyone.

Everyone looked at Feng Cheng. The sarcastic smile on his face was undisguised.

The same word "Master Feng" used to be full of flattery and respect, but now it is full of ridicule and ridicule.

Feng Cheng was furious, but there was no reaction. He knew his current situation. Without any support, it was already very good to be able to eat at the same table with these people.

These people present were from the second- and third-rate circles in Haicheng. He used to look down on them and could trample him to death with just one kick. But now, they could trample him to death with just one kick.

In the blink of an eye, he looked at Guan Zishao and Gu Feng outside, and Feng Cheng's expression suddenly turned ferocious.

Damn it! I'm in such a state of despair. I was ridiculed by this group of people, and even this bitch showed off in front of me.

The recent series of blows have caused Feng Cheng's thoughts to become somewhat abnormally distorted.

After filling a glass of wine and drinking it, Feng Cheng almost gritted his teeth and said:

"Can't eat grapes? Humph! I still want to eat this grape."

"hey-hey!"

"whee!"

The little fat guy and the others looked at each other, with weird laughter coming from their throats.

The mustache said with a smile on his face:

"Feng Cheng, if we call you Master Feng, you won't really think of yourself as the original Master Feng, right? Wrong! You couldn't eat it before! Hehe!"

The sarcasm in the mustache's tone was undisguised.

"Now that you are in such a state of desolation, you still want to eat this fresh grape? Hehe, if you really have excess male hormones and are in estrus, tell your brother, he will make a call and call you two white-striped chickens, and you can do whatever you want tonight.

toss."

"That's right! You can have a threesome with a blowjob! Master Feng hasn't had such a good time in many days, has he?" The little fat man also laughed.

"Hmph! Today I verbally abused Guan Zishao. Do you dare?" Feng Cheng said fiercely.

"Orally blowing Guan Zishao?"

At this time, Guan Zishao and Gu Feng were greeting the waiter downstairs and going upstairs.
Chapter completed!