Soon, Song Jianfei was beaten black and blue, and he did not look like a human.
Only then did Song Guangrong stop. He quickly walked to Ye Feng. "Mr. Ye, my name is Song Guangrong. It's because I didn't teach my son well that I raised this dog. I hope you can calm down and not lower yourself to his level."
Ye Feng sized him up. "Mr. Song's trick is so clever. If I continue to be calculative, wouldn't it make me look narrow-minded?"
Song Guangrong immediately laughed dryly.
He was very clear that Ye Feng was currently in a fit of anger.
Therefore, the most important thing now was to let the other party vent his anger.
Instead of letting the other party make a move, it was better to make the first move.
He had beaten up his son in front of everyone, and he had given Ye Feng enough face. The other party would not hold it against him anymore.