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Chapter 632

"Brother, Ruichang Group, you should know!"

When he mentioned his work unit, Zhang Qiang's back straightened up unconsciously, and he felt confident again.

Suddenly, he raised his chin with a proud look on his face.

Although Jiangzhou is big, not many can offend Ruichang Group!

"Oh~"

"You are the director of Ruichang Group."

The young man lengthened his voice, as if he suddenly realized something.

Then, he looked at Zhang Qiang seriously and said in fear.

"What a great official!"

"You scared dad to death!"

Snap!

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man slapped Zhang Qiang hard on the face.

Zhang Qiang stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

He covered his face, his mouth twitched, and his face was full of shock.

You have given your company name, but the other party still dares to hit you?

Aren't they even afraid of Ruichang Group?

"You are crazy!"

"I told you, Brother Qiang is the director of Ruichang Group."

"Believe it or not, Brother Qiang will destroy you all with just one word!"

Shen Nana and Liu Yan were simply shocked and angry, shouting angrily.

"Destroy us?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The young man burst out laughing, as if he had heard a big joke.

The bald man standing aside also had a sneer on his face, as if he was looking at an idiot and said with disdain.

"If Zhao Yiming, the young master of Ruichang Group, says this, then we will admit defeat."

"How dare a shitty supervisor come out and show off?"

"Who the hell are you!"

Bang!

He kicked Zhang Qiang directly on his bald head and knocked him to the ground.

His head suddenly hit the chair and his head was bleeding.

"Brother Qiang!"

Shen Nana hurriedly ran over and helped Zhang Qiang up, feeling shocked and frightened.

Wang Yong and Liu Yan were a little dumbfounded.

Why are these people so vicious?

"Brother Qiang, didn't you hang out with Zhao Yiming and Young Master Zhao?"

"Call Mr. Zhao quickly!"

"Let Zhao Yiming and Young Master Zhao deal with them!"

Liu Yan hurriedly turned to Zhang Qiang and said loudly.

Then, he pointed at a group of young men and said angrily.

"Let me tell you, Brother Qiang is Zhao Yiming's confidant, Young Master Zhao!"

"If you dare to hit Brother Qiang, you will be dead!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

My stomach hurts from laughing.

"Zhao Yiming's confidant?"

"I'll do it, I'm bald, I can't stand it anymore."

ā€œIā€™m really laughing to death!ā€

Bald Qiang also had a sneer on his face, looking at Zhang Qiang like a clown.

Liu Yan became even more angry and said to Zhang Qiang.

"Brother Qiang, why are you still standing there?"

"Call Mr. Zhao quickly!"

However, Zhang Qiang covered the wound on his head, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Brother Qiang, you should fight!"

Shen Nana and Wang Yong were also anxious and kept urging.

With a backstage like Zhao Yiming and Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid of him!

However, Zhang Qiang remained silent, his eyes evasive, and his head lowered.

I cursed secretly in my heart, I'll hit your sister!

For a small manager like him, there are not only one thousand, but also eight hundred in Ruichang Group.

None of that!

How can he be as good as Zhao Yiming?

You are bragging, but you still take it seriously!

The young man sneered and was too lazy to talk to Zhang Qiang, a pretentious guy.

Turning his head, with a smile on his face, he said to Tong Feifei.

"Beauty, you have seen that my brothers have bad tempers."

"If you make them angry, you can do anything."

"So, how about a reward?"

Tong Feifei bit her red lips tightly, her pretty face turned pale, and her eyes showed fear.

Little did he know that that pitiful expression aroused the young man's desire to conquer even more.

"Haha, let's go!"

"Have fun with me."

The young man stretched out his hand and grabbed Tong Feifei.

Tong Feifei's face was full of fear, and she was blocked by Baldhead and others with evil smiles on their faces.

There is nowhere to run if you want to.

For a moment, there was a moment of despair.

But at this moment, a tall body suddenly stood in front of him.

With one hand, he grabbed the young man's wrist.

The indifferent voice sounded cold.

"Believe it or not, I chopped off your claws!"


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