"Su Ya, go back to your room and rest!" Cheng Fengfeng said to his wife beside him.
Cheng Fengfeng's face was full of grief. The growth of time had brought a lot to young people, while the middle-aged man was old. He also asked a private detective to tell him about his son, and he thought it was ridiculous.
"President Cheng." A man who looked to be in his thirties got up and said.
"Manager Yang, please take a seat." Cheng Fengfeng extended his hand and gestured for him to sit down.
"Then I'll cut to the chase, Mr. Cheng! The last time you asked me to investigate your son, I've already made it up into information." Minister Yang took out a thick leather bag from his briefcase and said, "This includes all the friends he's made in the past seven years, all the fights, and even the one he'
