Chapter 595 Needle Point Against Wheat Awn

Two cars, one black and one white, stopped. Wen Yanshu's face darkened, and he looked up at the black car in front of him. Suddenly, the rear windows of the black car lowered, revealing a stern face. His pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes flashed coldly. Outside, the sky is blue and cloudy, and the sun is warm. The atmosphere here is a bit stagnant. Felix Bush opened the car door, and greeted Wen Yanshu indifferently, "Lawyer Wen, good morning." As for Wen Yanshu, it was also rare that he did not put on his signature gentle smile, but had a serious face, looking back at Felix Bush without avoiding his eyes, "Mr. Fu, your way of greeting is a bit special." The corners of Felix Bush's lips curled into a mocking arc, and his voice was cold, "Lawyer Wen should understand why I greet you in this way." "Sorry, I don't understand." Wen Yanshu said with a straight face, "Boss Fu should understand that it's a very unclear choice not to park a lawyer's car." After the words fell, Feli