"Chen Mengchu, you're kidding me."
Shen Zhenghua suddenly stood up, with hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear Shen Mengchu to pieces.
"If I'm not prepared, won't this be ruined by President Shen?" Shen Mengchu asked Shen Zhenghua, his star-like eyes full of disgust and aversion.
I don’t know what Tang Shuyi liked about him back then, that he was so despicable and shameless.
"you……"
Shen Zhenghua stared at Chen Mengchu, and his hands at his sides began to tighten.
If there weren't so many people here and he had to maintain his image, he would have beaten her to death.
After disappearing for six years, she has become so eloquent.
Chen Mengchu didn't plan to continue talking to Shen Zhenghua, but instead threw the topic over to a few directors.
"What about you?"
“Boss Shen tore the things up, we didn’t see it.”
Listening to that person's words, Chen Mengchu couldn't help but nodded. What a good excuse, it was indeed a good excuse.
"That's easy!"
After the words fell, Chen Mengchu took out a few more pieces of paper from his bag.
"Everyone, take your time to look at it and tear it apart. There's plenty of stuff."
With Chen Mengchu's words, they didn't dare to fight anymore.
After a few minutes.
Chen Mengchu knocked on the table and said, "Have you seen it?"
Several people nodded.
"How is it? Is it true?
You're familiar with my mother's handwriting, right? You should be able to tell it's hers."
Chen Mengchu asked the directors, comparing them to Tang Shuyi...his former friends.
"It is indeed Mr. Tang's handwriting." Lin Haifeng looked excited.
"But it doesn't prove anything."
Several people refused to admit it.
It was as if what they just said was not what they said.
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