Shen Yiren sat on the sofa and cursed angrily: "Ask him yourself!"

Shen Junjie spends money lavishly on weekdays and has had several girlfriends every semester since entering junior high school. Shen Yiren tolerates these things and always turns a blind eye and doesn't take them seriously.

Money and women are nothing to the Shen family.

The child can play if he wants to, and he even enjoys it, so as to prevent his son from taking things like falling in love too seriously and suffering big losses due to relationships in the future.

But the trap that Shen Junjie poked tonight made Shen Yiren unbearable.

Who can bear to not get any benefits, offend people for no reason, and establish a commercial competitor?

He seemed to know that he had caused a big disaster. At this moment, Shen Junjie was not as domineering as usual. He stood honestly in front of Shen Yiren and said dejectedly: "Dad, I know I was wrong."

Shen Yiren patted the armrest of the sofa and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"

Shen Junjie lowered his head, not daring to meet his father's eyes. He could only reply in a low voice: "I shouldn't drive people away on impulse."

Then he quickly defended himself: "I was indeed a little reckless this time, but I tested him before. He said he was just here for dinner and didn't reveal his identity. How did I know that he was dad who invited you here?" Guest? Can this be all my fault?"

"Oh, you still dare to be so stubborn!"

After hearing Shen Junjie's words, Shen Yiren's eyes widened, and then he raised his hand to give him a scratch.

Mao Yuchun, a mother, of course protected her son, and immediately stopped Shen Yiren in annoyance: "What are you doing? Didn't Xiaojie tell you everything? The people over there don't understand the rules themselves, how can they blame Xiaojie?"

When Shen Yiren saw that Mao Yuchun was still speaking for Shen Junjie, he was even more angry: "A loving mother often loses her children, and a loving mother often loses her children. It's because of you that I have such an ineffective thing. Do you know that he is doing this tonight?" How much money will I lose if there is a commotion? At least one billion!"

"What? One billion?"

Mao Yuchun was startled: "Are you making too much of a fuss? Is it such an exaggeration?"

In her opinion, it was just a banquet and a conflict with someone who might have some identity, that's all. At worst, she could bring some small gifts to apologize another day and forget about it with a smile. How could she lose ten dollars? One hundred million?
Chapter completed!