1Our chairman respects you because he cherishes talent. You should be grateful, yet you have the audacity to critique Canghai unashamedly. Do you really think you're someone important?
Qiao Yuanding straightened his back, and the demeanor of a Hundred Billion Group professional manager instantly returned.
"How we use people is an internal matter for our company, and it's not Mr. Xiao's place to worry about it.
What I do hope for is an immediate and reasonable explanation for why you hit our employee."
Xiao Ming laughed, crossing his legs arrogantly, "I hit him because he deserved it. Is that explanation satisfactory, Mr. Qiao?"
Qiao Yuanding didn't expect him to completely disregard face, and a muscle in his forehead twitched. Angry, but also feeling somewhat stuck in a dilemma.
After all, Zhou Jicang held Xiao Ming in high regard, and certainly, the position of a mere designer director at the Longyin branch couldn't compete with that.
If he bungled the issue, and the boss blamed him, how unjust it would be!
It was none of his business to begin with.
After some thought, Qiao Yuanding decided to hold back for now.
"May I ask, Mr. Xiao, why does Director Feng deserve to be hit?"
"No reason," Xiao Ming shrugged nonchalantly, "I hit because I felt like it."
So arrogant! Blatantly arrogant!
Seeing that the other party clearly wasn't interested in smoothing things over, Qiao Yuanding felt that if he gave in any further, he would be crushing the face of Canghai Group underfoot. He thus said, "If that's the case, let's leave it to the police to handle.
Hey, you there, call the..."
Before he could finish speaking, four people appeared at the door.
The two at the back were bulky, obviously bodyguards; leading the way was a young man and woman.
The man wore sunglasses and carried his nose high; the woman was decked out flamboyantly, nestled against him like a little bird clinging to its mate.
"Old Qiao, how's it going? Is there a decent room for me in this dump?"
Seeing him, Yun Shi Yu whispered to Xiao Ming, "His name is Zhou Fangjing, he's Zhou Jicang's most cherished stepson. But by the looks of it, you probably already knew."
Xiao Ming nodded, "Sir Zhou is a once-great merchant who's got such an illegitimate son. His family honor is at risk in his later years!"
"Illegitimate son?"
Yun Shi Yu was shocked, then quickly grabbed his arm, demanding urgently, "What's the situation, tell me clearly."
"Watch your persona, don't be so nosy."
"You're the nosy one! Your whole family is nosy!"
Meanwhile, Feng Haoyu had been lifted up, crying and sniveling, complaining to Zhou Fangjing, with Qiao Yuanding adding fuel to the fire at his side.
Suddenly, Zhou Fangjing cursed, "Fuck," and walked over with the woman in his arms, taking large strides.
After coming to a standstill, he glanced at Xiao Ming before smiling at Yun Shi Yu, "Isn't this the Yun Family's young miss! I've only heard you liked raising cats, when did you start keeping dogs?"
Yun Shi Yu's face darkened: "Zhou Fangjing, if you also want a broken leg, just say so. I'd be more than happy to oblige."
"What, did I say something wrong?"
Zhou Fangjing looked innocent, then slapped his forehead, "Oh right, I forgot some women treat dogs like men. My apologies, Miss Yun, please don't mind it!"
Having said that, he laughed heartily, thinking himself quite humorous.
The woman in his embrace laughed along, her eyes venomously fixed on Xiao Ming, "Xiao, playing lapdog for others here, does Jiang Xue, that bitch, know..."
Slap!
Before she could finish, Xiao Ming was suddenly before her, delivering a heavy slap that sent her tumbling to the ground.𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
"Having just had an abortion, you should've stayed home and rested quietly. Coming out seeking trouble, you're really asking to die!"
Xiao Ming's voice seemed to come from hell itself, chilling to the bone.
"Fuck!"
Zhou Fang Jing cursed loudly after snapping out of his daze, demanding an explanation from the woman, "Zhou Xialan, explain yourself to me. What's this about an abortion?"
The woman was none other than Feng Haoyu's girlfriend, Jiang Xue's former colleague, Zhou Xialan!
Xiao Ming gave Zhou Fang Jing a sideways glance, "The job for Feng Haoyu was arranged by you, wasn't it? She introduced him to you, right?"
Although Zhou Fang Jing wasn't particularly smart, he wasn't completely brainless either. He immediately figured out what was going on and, bursting with fury, leaped up and viciously kicked Zhou Xialan in the stomach.
"Didn't you say he was your cousin? You filthy bitch, dare to play me, I'll fucking kill you!
And that Feng surname, beat him for me, break all his other four limbs!"
He went crazy, kicking and punching Zhou Xialan violently. It didn't take long before the woman's face was covered in blood, and she didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy.
Meanwhile, Feng Haoyu, who was being dealt with by Zhou Fang Jing's bodyguards, was still screaming vigorously despite sounding terribly like a pig being slaughtered.
Qiao Yuanding, afraid the situation would escalate, stepped forward to pull him away.
"Mr. Zhou, please calm down, it's just a pair of cheating dogs. Just give them a beating and throw them out, it's not worth getting angry over."
Zhou Fang Jing, also tired from the beating, paused to catch his breath, and then his gaze shifted back to Xiao Ming's face once again.
Last time, because his father had publicly reprimanded him due to Xiao Ming, he had already harbored resentment. Today, having been embarrassed in front of Xiao Ming, he felt an even greater hatred.
"Xiao Ming, no matter how much this woman deserves to die, she came with me. You dare to hit her in front of me, we need to have a serious talk about this."
Xiao Ming was expressionless, "How do you want to discuss it?"
"You have a wife, don't you?"
Zhou Fang Jing pointed to the ground with a malicious smile, "Kneel and kowtow three times to me, then call your wife to accompany me for three..."
Xiao Ming's leg whipped out, striking his face. Before he could scream, Xiao Ming closed in again, punching his chin and then kicking out to the side. Zhou Fang Jing's right leg bent at an awkward angle, following Feng Haoyu's example.
As he fell, three teeth dropped out of his bloody mouth.
"Mr. Zhou! Mr. Zhou!"
Qiao Yuanding was shocked and rushed to support Zhou Fang Jing, turning back to Xiao Ming fiercely, "Xiao Ming, you've got some nerve! Our chairman will never let you off for this!"
Zhou Fang Jing's bodyguards charged at him, but they were intercepted by Lan, who took them all down within moments.
"Then you'd better hurry and inform Sir Zhou," Xiao Ming said icily to Qiao Yuanding. "Otherwise, he might end up sending off the younger generation himself."
Qiao Yuanding's pupils shrank, and without hesitation or doubt, he pulled out his phone and began dialing Zhou Jicang's number.
Once connected, he quickly relayed the events.
"Chairman, the young master is severely injured, and the other party is too arrogant. Please come immediately..."
"Is this the complete truth of the matter?"
Zhou Jicang's voice was deep, emotionless, but Qiao Yuanding's heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to embellish any detail, recounting everything he saw and heard, including Yun Shi Yu and her black-clad female bodyguard.
Zhou Jicang grunted, asking, "Fang Jing broke a leg?"
"And... and lost three teeth," Qiao Yuanding added.
"It doesn't affect his speech, does it?"
Zhou Jicang's voice finally turned stern, "Tell him, apologize to Mr. Xiao immediately.
If he can't get Mr. Xiao's forgiveness today, I'll break his other leg and then throw him back to our hometown to do nothing but look after the ancestral shrine for the rest of his life. You won't need to come to work anymore either, understand?"
Qiao Yuanding could hardly believe his ears, looking up at Xiao Ming in shock and amazement, with only one thought in his mind: Who exactly is this young man?
"How many men did my dad send? When will they arrive?"
Seeing that the call was over, Zhou Fang Jing, gasping in pain, asked.