"Okay. I just love doing these bad things, it's so fun." Po Jun chuckled, picked up his phone, and sent several hot photos of Zhang Yuzhao and women that he had taken in the room to the most popular forum in Hangzhou.
At the same time, he gave the post a very eye-catching name: Deputy Director of the Medical Department Zhang Yuzhao, and the stories the canaries have to tell...
At the same time, he selected several large and popular forums in China and posted the photos.
Finally, I did not forget Su Changfeng’s instructions and also sent a copy to Jiang Provincial Medical Administration and Daxia General Medical Administration...
After doing these things, Po Jun felt much better. He ran to a roadside tavern, ordered two bottles of wine and a plate of peanuts, and drank it leisurely...
The next day, morning.
Song Qingge was working on documents in the office, while Su Changfeng was sitting on the sofa opposite, playing with his mobile phone.
Song Qingge rolled his eyes at him: "Are you busy today? You are so free."
Su Changfeng smiled: "Why is it okay? I'm waiting for someone."
"Waiting for someone? Who are you waiting for?" Song Qingge looked confused.
"Wait for Zhang Yuzhao." Su Changfeng smiled.
Sure enough, before Song Qingge could react what he meant, the landline on her desk rang.
"President, it's bad. Zhang Yuzhao and a group of people from the Medical Department have come to the group again and want to see you by name."
"But his limbs were broken and he was lying on a stretcher."
"However, Zhang Yuzhao came with his younger brother. His younger brother was very angry and kicked two Ming Dynasty vases in our lobby on the first floor to pieces."
The security team leader on duty at the door reported to Song Qingge.
Song Qingge looked at Su Changfeng and frowned.
Su Changfeng smiled and said: "Let him come in."
"Don't worry, let them in." Song Qingge said to the security guard and hung up the phone.
Within a few minutes, the door to the president's office was violently kicked open.
In the meantime, Zhang Yuzhao and a dozen of his men surged in aggressively.
Su Changfeng blocked Song Qingge behind him, with a sneer on his lips, and walked over: "You have to pay compensation if you kicked in the office door."
"Director Zhang, please ask your subordinates to pay attention to their behavior. Let me remind you that everything you say and do represents the Hangcheng Medical Department."
Zhang Yuzhao was so angry that he could not listen to these words.
After waking up from pain in the morning, he found that all his limbs were broken.
All the clothes on my body were stripped off...
Thinking of what happened last night, Zhang Yuzhao connected the matter with Changge Group.
Then, he called his younger brother and brought a dozen of his men to the Changge Group to cause trouble.
The dark-faced man next to Zhang Yuzhao glanced at Su Changfeng.
Then, he suddenly raised his foot and knocked a crystal girl sculpture on the wall of the CEO's office to the ground.
This dark-faced man is none other than Zhang Yuzhao's younger brother, Zhang Yubei.
Zhang Yubei didn't seem to be a good person, with a fierce look in his eyes, a sinister expression on his face, and a tyrannical aura about him.
Su Changfeng glanced at him and said calmly: "This sculpture costs two million."
"Now that I've been kicked out by you, I'll pay for it."
Zhang Yubei sneered: "You want me to pay? Are you worthy?"
"Don't even ask me, who am I, Zhang Yubei?"
Su Changfeng looked at him playfully: "Aren't you Director Zhang's younger brother?"
Zhang Yubei raised his head and said: "In addition to being my brother's younger brother, I am also the chairman of Hangcheng Zhang Group!"
"Also, I have a good relationship with several big figures in the underground world of Hangzhou. If you dare to let people beat my brother, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Su Changfeng smiled.
It turned out to be a hob meat.
However, what he is least afraid of is these hob meat...
