The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.
For some things, if you don't make it clear, you can continue to maintain superficial peace. Once you make it clear, it may be difficult to even pretend in the future.
Song Tang's head was dizzy and every part of her body hurt. It took almost all her strength to resist Luo Zheng. She slowly turned sideways and closed her eyes.
Rong Chuqin's heart ached when he saw her like this. How could he bear to argue with her again?!
He said softly: "You take a rest first, I'll be back as soon as I can."
Song Tang opened his eyes immediately, worried that he would do something random, "What are you going to do?"
“Do what needs to be done!”
"Don't be impulsive..."
Rong Chuqin waved his hand to reassure her and left in large strides.
In the box, several senior executives of the Rong family were all uneasy, but Luo Zheng looked indifferent and wanted to drink with the two secretaries.
Neither secretary wanted to talk to him.
The door was opened, and Rong Chuqin walked in with a face like the King of Hell. The Rong family stood aside with their heads hunched. He had no time to deal with them for the time being. He looked at Luo Zheng, who was still drinking, and asked: "Mr. Luo
How is your injury?"
Luo Zheng had a tough attitude and asked: "Mr. Rong, is this how you treat guests?"
"Of course not."
"That……"
Before Luo Zheng finished speaking, Rong Chuqin raised an iron fist and hit him directly in the face, "Hospitality is for guests, so do you deserve it? You are suitable for punching!"
Luo Zheng received a solid punch, and blood immediately flowed from his nose. Just as he was about to fight back, Rong Chuqin punched him again, knocking him to the ground.
A man's strength is not as strong as a woman's ability to scratch an itch. Rong Chuqin was obviously a practicing master, and he punched him hard, hitting the flesh with his fists. Not to mention Luo Zheng resisted, even others wanted to start a fight.
They didn't dare to get close.
"Ah! Ah! Ah..." Luo Zheng could only cry out in pain and beg for mercy, "Mr. Rong, stop fighting, stop fighting, ah! Ah..."
Slowly, Luo Zheng's cries of pain became quieter, and the Rong family members huddled aside, not daring to express their anger.
Shen Kuo, who was still at the door, immediately stepped forward to break up the fight, "That's okay, Mr. Rong, that's okay. If we fight again, someone will be killed."
After cleaning up Luo Zheng, Rong Chuqin glanced at the Rong family again.
"Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhang, Manager Li, Manager Ma, and you two, do you like watching theaters very much?"
No one answered.
"When did Rong's corporate culture degenerate into being associated with crime?"
shivering
"Who poured the wine?"
Everyone pointed at Luo Zheng, who was lying on the ground dying.
"Who gave the medicine?"
Also refers to Luo Zheng.
"Who watched him get drunk and drugged and didn't stop him?!"
The fingers started waving wildly, everyone had a share, and no one could escape.
"Then who locked the door?!"
Now, there are different opinions. Some people refer to Mr. Feng, some people refer to Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Feng and Mr. Zhang refer to each other.
Rong Chuqin roared angrily, "Who is it?!"
One of the secretaries spoke weakly, "Mr. Feng came up with the trick. Manager Li and Manager Ma asked the waiter for the key and Mr. Zhang locked the door."
Rong Chuqin glanced around with displeased eyes and sneered: "Oh, that is to say, everyone has a share, right?"
He lowered his head, pursed his lips, and did not dare to say a word.
Rong Chuqin raised his wrist and looked at the time, "It's not too late, call all your female relatives."
"?"
"Immediately. If I don't call you, you don't have to go back tonight."
The four of them could only nod, "Yes, yes, yes..."
Rong Chuqin stretched out his foot and kicked Luo Zheng again, "If you pretend to be stunned again, I'll beat you to death!"
Luo Zheng opened his eyes for a second and wailed for mercy, "Mr. Rong, I don't dare anymore, not anymore..."
Rong Chuqin was a person who avenged his grudges on the spot. He leaned over, glared at Luo Zheng, and said in a serious tone: "Which hand touched Secretary Song?"
Luo Zheng instinctively held back his hands for fear of being chopped.
"Don't worry, I won't cut off your hand, just tell me!"
When Luo Zheng thought about it, he couldn't remember anything.
"Which hand hit Secretary Song?"
Luo Zheng looked at his left hand and then his right hand. It seemed that both hands had been beaten. He cried and argued: "Mr. Rong, it was me who was beaten by her, so I fought back."
"You deserve it."
"..."
"Do you still have the medicine?"
"Ah?..." Luo Zheng knelt and shivered. Rong Chuqin's serious face made him dare not lie, "There is one more thing..."
"Okay, if you want to get out of this box today, you have to do as I say."
Rong Chuqin grabbed his collar, picked it up, lowered his head and said a few words in his ear.
Luo Zheng opened his face in surprise, "Really?"
"Am I kidding you?"
"Yes, yes..."
Rong Chuqin let him go, took a pack of intact wet towels from the table, opened them, wiped his hands, and strode out of the box.
At the same time, in the high-end suite on the other side, Song Tang, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the heat.
I am thirsty and my whole body feels as if it is on fire.
She kicked the quilt away and pressed it underneath her.
The cool smell of Fengyoujing had no effect on her, and the pain in her body seemed to disappear. She felt that her body was soft and lazy, and she was comfortable everywhere, but there was a void that was not satisfied.
Heat is the biggest feeling she can describe.
Song Tang slowly sat up, her long seaweed-like hair naturally scattered on her back. She glanced around the room and there was no one there, so she took off her pants and unbuttoned her shirt.
There was mineral water at the entrance. She stood up with her hands on the bed, supported the wall, and slowly moved over.
While she was drinking water heartily, she suddenly heard two beeps. Before she could react, the door opened and Rong Chuqin was standing at the door.
Song Tang: "..."
Rong Chuqin: "..."
The woman was looking up to drink water, her wide shirt slipped off one shoulder, and what caught his eye was her lower body with the largest area, and her long and straight white legs directly caught his eyes.
Rong Chuqin's throat rolled, she was still her, but she didn't seem to be her.
Surprisingly, Song Tang did not hide, but slowly pushed back the hair in front of him.
"..." Rong Chuqin's brain was on the verge of exploding. He entered the door and closed the door behind his back, all driven by instinct.
"You're not going to sleep?"
Song Tang's body was soft and soft. The water could quench her thirst, but it could not relieve her dryness. She could not stand steadily and staggered against the wall.
Rong Chuqin swallowed. Not only was her neckline wide open, she didn't button it up at all. The front placket was just wide open, and the inside was looming.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Realizing that something was wrong with her, Rong Chuqin stepped forward to help her.
Song Tang didn't know who gave her the courage. As soon as he came near, she wanted to hit him with her fist.
With one hit, she fell into his arms.
"..." Rong Chuqin was so numb that he spread his hands and didn't dare to touch her.
Countless nights when Xiao missed her, he was fierce and brave, but when things got really bad, he became a coward.