Dongfang Wenzheng returned to his villa and walked straight into the study to brew himself a pot of Kung Fu tea, today's board meeting had indeed been a complete flop.
Li Feng.
"Mother Zhang, has my dad come back yet?" Dongfang Ding asked the nanny as she opened the door.
"He's back, in the study."
Dongfang Ding took off his shoes and headed straight for the large study room in the house, "Dad, I heard there was a board meeting today, what happened, did you become the chairman?"
Dongfang Wenzheng looked up at Dongfang Ding who had entered without knocking, his brows furrowed as he thought of Li Feng, then looked at his own son, the two seemed to be about the same age.
"Why did you come back from the hospital?"
"There was nothing serious, just a minor concussion, damn that bastard Li Feng, I'll make him pay sooner or later."
Thinking of Li Feng, Dongfang Ding clenched his teeth in anger.
It was one thing to have his car destroyed, but the real issue was the loss of face.
