Author: Si Xi Water Struggle

On the top floor of the Huo Group, the glass was broken, the wooden boards were broken, and the sound was like a house being demolished. The sound was very chaotic.

The destructive power was felt by people on the same floor.

Xiao Can and many colleagues hid far away. They stopped when they heard the sound and did not dare to come forward. They were all trembling.

A faint voice came from the crowd: "Are you really not going to call the police?"

"You can't fight. No one can say what happened today. If even a word of it gets out and Mr. Huo pursues it, you won't lose your jobs as easily." Although Xiao Can is weak, he can still distinguish the important from the important at the critical moment.

The issue of Huo's face is no small matter.

Three to five minutes passed, and the ringing of bells kept ringing in Mr. Huo's office.

The man who suddenly broke into Mr. Huo's office looked like he was no ordinary person.

With his muscular body, those strong facial features, and those sharp eyes, you could tell he was a Lianjiazi.

Just when Xiao Can was worried about whether Mr. Huo would suffer a loss, he only glanced over. Suddenly, a potted plant flew out from the office door, and the pot and green plants directly hit Xiao Can on the head.

"Clang!"

Xiao Can's forehead rose into a small hill at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Secretary Li Can!" The people around him were frightened away by the flying potted plant. After reacting, they took the risk of being hit again and dragged Xiao Can, who rolled his eyes, to a safe location.

At this moment, the door of Mr. Huo's office is like Doraemon's treasure bag. Who knows what will fly out in the next second.

Half a coffee table, a lame stool, a book with flamboyant claws, and even a pair of expensive leather shoes of size 45 flew out.

Looking into the office from the outside, although there is no door blocking it, there is a thin layer of dust inside, and some unknown objects fly across from time to time, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Jiang Fengming! You're here to vent your anger, right?" Huo Qi gritted his teeth, the veins on his arms bursting out, and he bent his elbows to strangle the opponent's neck.

Jiang Fengming rolled to the ground. The two of them rolled on the ground, and the white shirts on their bodies were stained with filth.

Jiang Fengming kicked him hard and reached out to grab a handful of dirt from the pot and sprinkle it on him.

Huo Qi stretched out his hand to block it, then took off his leather shoes angrily and threw them at him.

"Young Master Huo is really disgraceful. He threw his shoes when he attacked the house, just like a girl." Jiang Fengming smashed the computer on his desk with a roundhouse kick, turned over and threw all the documents on the desk into the sky.

Huo Qi was right, he was just here to vent his anger.

"You have the nerve to criticize me, and you still fucking throw mud at me, you idiot." Huo Qi was very angry at first that he had made the office look like this, but then seeing that he had no intention of stopping, he gave up his struggle completely and directly

He picked up the potted plant and threw it over: "I'll let you throw the mud."

As the president of the company, Huo Qi, whose white shirt was covered in mud, took off his other leather shoe with a grin on his face and smashed it angrily.

There is a footprint on Jiang Fengming's chest. As a battlefield hawk, he has such a domineering title, but he can pick green kumquats from potted plants and hit people.

The two of them really did everything they could, picking up whatever they had at hand and throwing it out, no matter what it was.

"Your uncle, this horse is an antique blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty!" Huo Qi angrily yelled, willing to roll it around in broken glass in order to save the antique vase.

Fortunately, he was agile enough. When the man stood up holding the antique blue and white porcelain, Jiang Fengming did a roundhouse kick.

"Crack!" The porcelain shattered.

"Your uncle!" Huo Qi's abusive voice came from the office, and he tore a big hole in Huo Qi's shirt with his bare hands.

Two hours later...

The office was in a mess as if it had been destroyed by a tornado, and not a single item was intact.

Jiang Fengming slowly walked out of the dust. His hair was stained with sawdust, his suit was stained with dust, his eyebrows were cold, and he kept strangers away.

It's strange that in such a large office area, the employees huddled in corners and there was no sound at all.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta" was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground. Jiang Fengming stopped at the elevator door. There was a big hole in the white lining behind the man's back, and the fabric swayed with his movements, looking very improper.

Even in such a funny scene, no one in the office area dared to make a sound or even breathe.

When Jiang Fengming walked into the elevator and the elevator door closed completely, the people in the office area took a deep breath.

"Damn it! Who is this person?"

"It's so cool."

"She shouldn't be from City A, otherwise how dare she come directly to the top floor of Huo's to cause trouble."

While everyone was still discussing who Jiang Fengming was, a weak voice came from the lounge.

"Master Huo... look at Master Huo..."

Xiao Can climbed up from the sofa with a weak body and a strong mind, carrying a big bag on his head and walked with difficulty to Mr. Huo's office.

Only then did everyone react,

"Look how Mr. Huo is doing." Many people rushed to the president's office.

When the dust dispersed, a man sat on the black leather sofa, with messy hair, stern eyebrows, and a cigarette between his fingertips.

Although the white shirt on his body was stained with mud, he still looked handsome after being tortured.

"Huo... Mr. Huo, are you okay?" Xiao Can shook his unconscious head, lowered his eyes to see the debris on the ground, then raised his eyes and looked around, feeling surprised to the point that the back of his head felt tight.

Huo Qi looked cold, raised his eyelids, and slowly blew out a smoke ring.

"Leave me alone for a while."

"Ah! Mr. Huo... your face... why is this person so ungrateful? Why is he still scratching people's faces?"

A red finger mark snaked from the side of the man's face to his neck.

Huo Qi snorted coldly and whispered: "He's not much better either."

At this moment, Jiang Fengming in the elevator sucked in a breath of air and rubbed his thighs vigorously. Without looking, he knew that there must be a large bruise.

Just when the two were fighting each other, Huo Qi went crazy because Jiang Fengming kicked and broke the antique blue and white porcelain. He kicked the person down and used a very unethical method - pinching the thigh!

The battle between the two can be described in one word: a snipe and a clam fight - neither one gained anything.

Huo Qi became irritated when he saw the mess all over the floor. He couldn't stay any longer, so he took a shower and went out. Before leaving, he asked Xiao Can to restore the things to their original state.

Night bar.

Huo Qi doesn't need to call Lu Xiaoming every time he wants to have a drink with him. He can definitely find him as long as he comes here.

According to Lu Xiaoming, drinking is part of his job.

The snow in the winter afternoon was quite impressive. Huo Qi opened the car door without getting out of the car.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at the falling snow and frost. His black eyes were clear and there was a sudden red mark on his handsome side face.

He wanted to light a cigarette, but found that the cigarette box was empty. His addiction to cigarettes seemed to be getting bigger and bigger recently.

"Hey~ Isn't this Mr. Huo's car? It's a rare visitor." Lu Xiaoming's swishing voice came from the back of the car to the front. When he saw Huo Qi's face, he was first surprised, and then joked with a wicked smile: "
Chapter completed!