"Good! Very good!"
With a ferocious expression, Xiao Yihe threw the ceramic teacup in his hand, crashing it to the ground and adding to the chaos already present.
He braced his hands on the table, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, and the scars on his face, like caterpillars, twitched due to his agitation, looking extremely terrifying.
Xiao Yihe never expected Ouyang Xiong would disregard the leverage he had and confront him head-on; he gasped heavily, staggering twice in anger, nearly fainting.
At this moment, Ouyang Xiong suddenly announced the cancellation of the engagement.
This plunged Xiao Yihe's reputation completely to the bottom. If it weren't for the Qingyang Technology project he was overseeing, he wouldn't have doubted that his colleagues aiming for his position would do everything to oust him.
He resembled a mad beast, turning everything in the office that could be smashed into bits.
