Xiao Chen returned home and played with the child for a while.

He answered Shang Feiyue's work report again.

Preparing for a break.

Suddenly, a strange number came over.

Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, but still connected.

"Xiao Zhanshen, I am deeply sorry for what happened during the day today.

No matter what you say, you are the former God of Hell.

I did not do well.

Speaking of which, if you hadn't trained us back then, we wouldn't have been today.

To thank you, we are those of you who have been tortured by you, oh no, you have been trained by you.

I hope to prepare a thank-you banquet at Longcheng Hotel.

Then, you must come.

See you tomorrow night."

On the other end of the phone, there is tension.

Listening to Zhang Li's words, Xiao Chen's mouth gradually rose, and his face was filled with smile.

There is no good wine!

There is no good banquet!

But why not go?

He wanted to see what kind of tricks these people would do.

"That's the case, then I must go!"

Xiao Chen smiled.

"That's great, you don't forget it tomorrow at nine o'clock."

After saying that, Zhang Li hung up the phone.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth became stronger.

The next night.

At around 8 o'clock, there was a private room at the Longcheng Hotel.

Dozens of senior and middle-level managers from Chenhe Group gathered together.

He said he wanted to thank Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen led the Xinmeng Group to work hard outside.

A group of talents have been cultivated.

These people have also made contributions to Xinmeng Group in the past.

But then the era of martial arts came.

Many people change their minds.

Change to the Yuan Group.
Chapter completed!