C18 Best Son-in-law

Thunder Car Club.

Compared to the bustling atmosphere a few days ago, there was no music or engine in the club these days.

Jian's father and Mrs. Jian were extremely sad because of Jian Jia's death, so they went abroad to treat their injuries.

The club's little bits and pieces, the two of them looked like they touched the scenery and left it to Cheng Yu to take care of.

It was Jian's father's intention to expel the invincible Windstorm Fleet from the club. It was also Cheng Yu's intention.

Jian's father had never been optimistic about Jian Jia and Zhai Yaotian's marriage. He only agreed to their marriage because of Jian Jia's persistence and pleading.

In addition, Zhai Yaotian had indeed brought Windstorm Fleet to create endless glory and miracles for the club.

But right now, no matter how much glory and miracles there were, they were not as important as Jian Jia.

If their daughter was gone, what was the point of the Windstorm Fleet staying in the club?

Cheng Yu took Jian's father's intention and gave the Windstorm Fleet an unnegotiable notice - to move all the goods in the convoy and hand over the various matters.

Three days ago, Zhang Binn accompanied Zhai Yaotian to the bar to have a good drink. He thought that he would be able to pull himself together after he woke up, but he never expected that he would not be able to recover. He stayed at home all day, unwilling to go out.

He didn't even want to care about everything in the convoy. Whatever Zhang Binn said to him, he said that he would do as he pleased and that he would take responsibility.

Zhang Binn knew that he trusted him, but such endless trust was too terrifying.

He was the captain, and he was the only person who could make the handover with the club.

Zhang Binn and the team organized the things in the club. Everyone was talking about it.

"The team leader doesn't care about us. We don't know what will happen in the future," someone whispered.

Zhang Binn knew that everyone had some complaints, but he was the one who saw the truth about Zhai Yaotian. He had to say, "Mr Zhai doesn't even care about himself. He doesn't have the energy to care about us."

Everyone sighed. Wang Jing turned her head and looked through the glass door. She saw Cheng Yu, who was busy in the office, and started to come up with an idea. "How about... letting Cheng Yu persuade Mr Zhai? After all, they are also..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhang Binn interrupted her decisively. "Don't. If Jian Jia had not been so focused on Mr Zhai, Manager Jian would have let her marry Cheng Yu long ago. Now that this had happened, Cheng Yu must have wanted to kill Mr Zhai. Didn't you see that everything behind Jian Jia was handled by Cheng Yu? Chief Jian even used her connections to get a divorce certificate for Mr Zhai and Jian Jia. This green book was handed over by Cheng Yu. "

Wang Jing sighed and said, "It seems that Cheng Yu is the best son-in-law in Chief Jian's heart. Unfortunately, his daughter was kidnapped by Mr Zhai as soon as she grew up."

"It's not cut off. Jian Jia insisted on marrying Mr Zhai. Back then, Chief Jian did not agree, so she stole the household register and got the certificate from Mr Zhai. It seems like they have been married for so many years and have never held a wedding."

"Mr Zhai wanted to marry her because he wanted to torture her. Why would he want to marry her? The only woman in Mr Zhai's heart who wants to hold hands and walk to the wedding hall is probably Hsu Lanyi..."

"But Mr Zhai..." Wang Jing wanted to interrupt but suddenly felt a gloomy feeling behind her.

She looked back and saw Cheng Yu, who was busy in the office, standing behind them.

"Brother Cheng..." Wang Jing shivered.

Everyone shut their mouths and the atmosphere became awkward.

"If you guys have time to gossip here, why don't you hurry up and clear your things? Tomorrow the club will close and rectify. I will throw all your things to the waste factory." Cheng Yu said coldly.

Zhang Binn coughed lightly, trying to break the depressing atmosphere. "About that... ... There are some things that only the captain knows how to sort out, but you also know about his situation..."

Cheng Yu quickly interrupted him. "This is your problem. It has nothing to do with me or the club."

Zhang Binn suddenly shut his mouth. It was as if he had been slapped in the face.

"Hurry up and clear up. Today is the deadline I gave you." Cheng Yu pursed his lips, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Zhang Binn stopped him. "Brother Cheng, why did you suddenly close the door?"

Cheng Yu stopped in his tracks. There was not much emotion in his voice. "It has nothing to do with you."