He touched his pocket and said in a teasing tone: "I have evidence and the entire process was secretly recorded."
"Thanks to the person in charge for reminding me about this."
"Liu Yang's nonsense about honoring you for the two hundred thousand dollars is clear in the recording."
"Of course, I don't believe what he said."
"You, my boss, have nothing to do with you. How could you join them?"
Zhao Mianfeng's pupils dilated and he could not refuse: "Bring it here and I will hand it over to the senior management."
Suning shook his head and said: "My wealth and life depend on this, I'm not that stupid."
Zhao Mianfeng lowered his eyelids and said: "This is an order, not asking for your opinion."
"What I did complied with the regulations of the headquarters."
Suning said arrogantly: "As you said, the supervisor is only qualified to report to the senior management and has no right to punish us."
"Evidence? It's not your turn to hand it over."
"Mr. Zhao, have a good cup of tea, let's..."
"Oh, the days are long."
After saying this, Suning opened the door and walked outside as if no one was watching.
In front of the bookshelf, Zhao Mianfeng suddenly retreated.
His right hand spread out like an eagle's claw to grasp Suning's shoulder.
The speed is so fast that it can reach the seventh level of martial arts.
If it were an ordinary person, there would be no way to avoid this move.
However, Zhao Mianfeng was unlucky enough to bump into Suning, who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, thus dooming him to a tragic end.
Invisibly, the whole body seemed to be entangled by vines, hanging in mid-air and unable to move.
His face was red, his neck was thick, his eyes were bulging, and he had difficulty breathing.
Suning walked further and further until there was no trace.
Zhao Mianfeng had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and was incontinent of urine.
"Wow."
After a long time, he fell down in embarrassment, kneeling on the ground, and the joints were broken.
"Demon, demon..."
He endured the severe pain, crawled and grabbed the mobile phone on his desk, and called the manager Ni Jiujiang.
Suning was charged with one of the following crimes, as well as a demon spy from another sect.
Fifteen minutes later, Ni Jiujiang appeared on the 22nd floor.
According to Zhao Mianfeng's report, he hurriedly found Tang Jingyue and told him the cause and effect.
"Second Elder, this is roughly what happened."
"You know the unwritten rules of the headquarters."
"Yigou..."
Ni Jiujiang made it clear that he wanted to stay out of the matter. He curled his neck and cursed: "Young people don't know the heights of the world and are looking for death."
Tang Jingyue did not express her position. She held a glass in her hand and asked: "Yigou doesn't understand the rules, so you do?"
"The head of the hall is reporting to you that the place you want to go is to Gong Qin, the newly promoted commander of the inner sect, not to me."
"If you are a substitute, who gave you the courage?"
Ni Jiujiang knelt down with a pop, his liver and gallbladder split with fright, and said: "Second Elder, this subordinate is confused."
"I, I was anxious and wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible."
"This subordinate made a mistake, please ask the second elder to punish him."
Tang Jingyue hummed softly: "It is precisely because of you group of unruly old people that the people below will become more and more wanton."
"Go, inform Gong Qin, and then call Zhao Mianfeng."
"Those disciples who have committed crimes will be taken to the Guard Hall."
"How to deal with it, let me think about it later."
Ni Jiujiang was sweating profusely and said: "Yes, I will do it now."
He knelt and stepped back, holding his breath and concentrating.
Tang Jingyue felt a headache and said, "Pei Chuan, has Girl Ling come here today?"
Mr. Pei, who was injured, was lying on the sofa, holding his mobile phone in his hand, sliding up and down and saying: "It seems to be here."
Tang Jingyue asked: "What do you think?"
Pei Chuan said silly and cheerfully: "I told you before, Tesco is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
"Think about it, Uncle Xinglan's temper, the disciple he values will be bullied by others?"
"In less than a morning, I almost ruined the Feng Shui Hall. This guy is really a talent."
Tang Jingyue said seriously: "That's not what I want to say."
Pei Chuan put away his phone, sat up straight and said, "How are you considering how to deal with him?"
Tang Jingyue lowered her head and thought: "No, I was just thinking, Tesco has no cultivation, why did it beat those inner disciples all over the ground?"
"Liu Yang, fifth level of force, Zhao Mianfeng, seventh level of force."
"As for the other disciples, even Shi Miao, who was sent to the Yangzhai Department under special circumstances, has the fourth level of martial arts."
"Their strength, when faced with ordinary people, is one against ten."
"Yigou, how did you do it?"
Tang Jingyue asked in confusion: "Junior brother Xinglan left him a trump card?"
Pei Chuan solemnly said: "Uncle Master, the root of the problem is that you have to give the penalty as soon as possible."
"The disciples at each entrance of the hall are waiting and watching. You know very well what the result means."
"This is no longer a simple conflict between the family and the family, but involves the interests of all parties."
"Your statement will affect the entire Kunlun headquarters."
"If the water is clear, there will be no fish. This is an unwritten rule that is tacitly approved by the headmaster."
"Competition brings motivation, people are sophisticated, and intrigues are common. What Kunlun wants are disciples who are smart and capable."
"A stupid young man like Tesco..."
Pei Chuan sighed and said, "It's a good thing that he was trained by Uncle Xinglan, otherwise his life would not be guaranteed."
Tang Jingyue finished her tea and said with a wry smile: "Let's go sit with Ling Yatou."
"Give her a difficult problem to distract her from thinking about it every day."