Mr. Long held up an equity transfer agreement in his hand, and a large number of lawyers on the side looked solemn. These people didn't look like lawyers, but like a group of thugs. It seemed that as long as Mr. Long gave an order, they would rush forward.
"Humph, Mr. Long, don't think that I don't know about the conspiracy between you and Zhang Xuting!" Su Rou was not arrogant and sneered, "You used Zhang Xuting to trick me into signing the contract and then actually killed him!"
"Wait a minute!" Mr. Long waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Mr. Su, please don't blame him. Who is Zhang Xuting? Why don't I recognize him?"
"Humph, you're really not a man!" Su Rou angrily retorted: "If you are a man, don't be timid. A man should dare to do what he does!"
"Haha, you can't judge whether I am a man or not!" Young Master Long laughed loudly and said: "If you can, let's go to bed and compete to see if I am a man! And, I guarantee you will.
Kneel down and beg for mercy!”
"Really?" Su Rou glanced at him coldly and said, "How come I heard everyone say that Young Master Long is the fastest shooter in Tiannan City."
Poof...
Everyone laughed, and even the lawyers invited by Mr. Long couldn’t help but laugh. They covered their mouths to hold back their blushes. Mr. Long’s reputation as the fastest gunner was not in vain, it was real. Among the upper class society,
Whose dirty deeds haven’t been revealed in a bloody way? Mr. Long is a naked example. He never takes more than five minutes to get things done, and he is known as the fastest shooter in Tiannan!
"Fuck!" Mr. Long roared angrily: "I'm a quick shooter and it's not your turn to speak. Now I use my identity as the largest shareholder of Hongrong Group to request that you be revoked as chairman!"
"Bah!" Su Rou spat, looked at Mr. Long coldly, and said: "You don't have the final say in your identity as chairman! Your agreement is fake!"
"It seems that you really can't shed tears without seeing the coffin?" Mr. Long stood up with a cry, a cold look on his face, and he was so angry that he almost jumped up.
Bang bang bang...
There was a crisp slap at the door, and then a familiar voice came over: "Mr. Long, you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin? Is your mouth not swollen enough from the pumping, so you forget a lot of things?"
