Crash——!
A loud noise.
The heavy iron-arched lamp traced an arc through the air and, with the force capable of smashing dozens of large watermelons, firmly clomped onto Cheng Run's head.
Cheng Run, caught completely off guard, staggered back three or four steps before plopping down on the floor.
The office fell silent for a moment.
Then...
"Ahhhhh——!!! My head!!!"
Cheng Run let out a piercing scream.
He clutched his forehead tightly, but the blood on his head gushed like a fountain, uncontrollable, streaming down his cheeks.
The secretary outside the office heard the scream and rushed in.
"President Cheng, what's——"
Before she could finish the sentence, the female secretary was dumbfounded by the bloody scene.
After smashing the lamp, Cheng Jinyan slowly took out a tissue, wiped his hands, and sat back in his chair.
"This Mr. Cheng Run broke into the office to harm me; I was acting in self-defense."
Secretary: "..." I'm starting to forget what 'self-defense' means.
