When they got home, the two of them didn't talk about anything anymore, and each took a shower and went to bed.
When he woke up the next day, Shen Lang took a breath and stretched his body.
Su Ruoxue happened to go downstairs, wearing an OL uniform, which outlined her charming curves. Her eyes were a little red, and it was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night.
Shen Lang happened to leave the bedroom and greeted Su Ruoxue: "It's still early, you can stay up later."
"You mind me, don't block the way." Su Ruoxue snorted, turned sideways, and walked into the bathroom.
She is still a little uncomfortable with a grown man at home.
Shen Lang didn't bother to look for trouble. After the two of them washed up, they went to the company one after another.
Huahai First People's Hospital.
In a certain ward.
Zhang Wenzhi was lying on the hospital bed, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Yesterday, he was driven into a trance by Shen Lang. After being sent to the hospital, he was diagnosed with severe alcohol poisoning and almost had a brain problem.
So much so that Zhang Wenzhi is still dizzy and unable to get out of bed.
"Shen Lang, I'm going to fuck you!" Zhang Wenzhi cursed loudly, with a ferocious look on his face.
He originally wanted to make Shen Lang look embarrassed in front of Su Ruoxue, but in the end, he became the laughing stock.
Zhang Wenzhi was almost going crazy. He had never made such a fool of himself. His hatred for Shen Lang had risen to such an extent that he wanted to stab that pretty boy to death!
"Boss, you're looking for me." The door to the ward was pushed open, and a man in a suit walked forward quickly and said respectfully to Zhang Wenzhi.
"Has that boy named Shen Lang found out?" Zhang Wenzhi asked quickly.
"I found out, that guy is the public relations manager of Lingya International Fashion Company, and he applied for the job yesterday." The man in the suit said immediately.
"Public Relations Manager?" Zhang Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, then showed a violent look on his face: "Damn it, that bitch Su Ruoxue pretended to be innocent with me before, so she secretly kept a pretty boy. Now call this Shen Lang.
Catch that kid, I’m going to teach him a lesson!”
"Yes, boss."
When we arrived at the downstairs of Lingya International Building, it was only seven o'clock. Su Ruoxue was used to coming to the company so early.
"Hello, Mr. Su!" As soon as he walked into the door, two security guards took the lead in saying hello.
Su Ruoxue nodded.
"Hello, Mr. Su!"
Along the way, a group of staff greeted Su Ruoxue with formal expressions.
A group of beautifully dressed women, the usually very impressive management, couldn't help but lower their heads, nod and bow when they saw Su Ruoxue, with reserved expressions on their faces.
As the president, Su Ruoxue's aura is still very amazing. In the hearts of Lingya Group employees, Su Ruoxue is a goddess. She has a tough attitude, decisive actions, and great business acumen. She is the object of worship and respect among the employees.
Su Ruoxue got on the elevator, reached the top floor, and walked into the president's office as usual.
About ten minutes later, Shen Lang also took a taxi to the company. As soon as he started working formally, Shen Lang hoped to be paid. If this continued, he would almost lose even the money for a taxi.
Just as he got out of the taxi and walked towards the company building, a large van roared over and stopped on the side of the road.
A cold glint flashed in Shen Lang's eyes. As a top killer's insight, he clearly felt a sense of hostility. He was being targeted.
Sure enough, the door of the van opened and five muscular men in black vests stepped out immediately.
"Boy, are you Shen Lang?" The leader, a bald man, pointed at Shen Lang with a fierce look on his face.
"Brother Meng, this is the guy!" A muscular man next to him came up and said.
Shen Lang said calmly: "I am Shen Lang, what do you want from me?"
The bald man named Brother Meng stepped forward, smiled ferociously at Shen Lang and said, "Boy, come with us quickly."
Shen Lang felt a little funny and said calmly: "What if I don't go with you?"
"Boy, if you don't want to get punched, I advise you to be obedient!" Brother Meng roared angrily.
Shen Lang sneered and said: "Really? Haha, actually, if I can be reasonable, I am willing to be reasonable. I don't really want to use my fists."
"That's because your fist isn't strong enough."
Shen Lang grinned: "Wrong, because if I use my fists, I will be afraid... that I will lose control."
As soon as these words came out, those tough men were stunned for a moment.
The people on the street are all very arrogant guys. They are good at fighting and killing people, but they don't know much about cultural knowledge, so their language understanding is half a step behind others.
Brother Meng and the others thought carefully for a long time before they understood the meaning of Shen Lang's words.
In other words, does this kid think his fist is strong enough?
After reacting, Brother Meng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's different for these educated people to pretend to be cool.
This is really a pretentious statement worth pondering!
Brother Meng quickly remembered this way of showing off in his mind, thinking that he could use it in the future.
"Oh, boy, you are very good at showing off, but it's useless in front of me!" Brother Meng chuckled, and ordered to the younger brothers beside him: "Give this boy a good beating first, and then arrest him!
"
Several muscular men surrounded him with evil intentions, and they gave off sinister smiles.
"Boy, squat down, or I'll destroy you!" A muscular man shouted irritably.
"You want to destroy me? I'm so scared!"
Shen Lang said he was scared, but his face was full of mockery.
"You're looking for death!" The muscular man flew into a rage and slapped Shen Lang hard on the face.
Shen Lang sneered, grabbed the man's fist, and pulled.
"Click"
There were crisp sounds, and the man's arm was torn off by Shen Lang, and screams like ghosts and wolves howled from his mouth.
"Fuck him!" Another muscular man kicked Shen Lang hard in the waist.
Shen Lang was too lazy to hide.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.
The guy who kicked Shen Lang took a breath of cold air, and the huge pain from his leg almost made him fall down.
He felt that Shen Lang's waist was as hard as a rock!
"Damn it, is this still a human being?" The guy was confused.
Shen Lang stepped forward slowly and punched the man directly on the bridge of his nose.
With a "pop" sound, the man's nose started to bleed and he fainted.
"Trash, get rid of him quickly!" Brother Meng roared in anger.
Unfortunately, in less than half a minute, Shen Lang easily defeated the five strong men, clapped his hands and walked towards Brother Meng.
Brother Meng’s scalp is numb. Isn’t this guy very skilled?
Unable to tolerate Brother Meng's shock most of the time, Shen Lang had already walked in front of him.
"Die to me!"
Brother Meng's eyes suddenly flashed with cruelty, and his fist like a hammer hit Shen Lang's head hard.