At the entrance of GK's underground parking lot, the security guard didn't immediately open the security gate when he saw Yan Bang's eye-catching Lamborghini.
"Are you f * cking blind? You don't even recognize my car! "
"President Yan, I'm sorry. The company is conducting a strict inspection! Non-company vehicles are not allowed to enter! Please forgive me! "
"I'll deal with you later, you blind bastard!"
Yan Bang was too lazy to get out of the car, and he didn't want to waste any more time with the blind security guard. He stepped on the gas pedal and sped up.
With a 'clang', Yan Bang smashed open the gate with his limited edition Volkswagen. It was estimated that the repair fee for the part of the roof that was scratched off would reach up to a million yuan.
Seeing that Yan Bang had forced his way through the gate, the security guard immediately called the president's office.
That was to be expected! After the call, Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Ong, who had been fidgeting restlessly on the sofa.
Ong, who was called back by Feng Xinglang, had a premonition that he wouldn't have a good ending this time. Last time, he pretended to be Feng Xinglang, became Lin Nuo's father, and even helped the kid skip school for a few days … It was time for Feng Xinglang to take revenge!
However, Feng Xinglang didn't interrogate or reprimand Ong; he only told him to sit and wait. Then, Feng Xinglang received a call from the security guard.
"Yan Bang forced his way through GK's gate! He'll probably be outside the president's office in three minutes. Your job is to stop that psycho from coming in! "
After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang asked in a clear voice, "Do you remember how to hack people?"
"You want to use violence?"
Ong was slightly surprised. "Just say that you're not in the office, and you can still send Yan Bang away."
"You've learned to talk back and question me? Is that what Cong Gang taught you? "
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. "My orders aren't for you to question, but for you to execute them immediately!"
"Got it, President Feng!"
Ong didn't know what Feng Xinglang was up to. But from the looks of it, he must have had a lot of conflicts with Yan Bang. But it was strange. Weren't they gay friends? Why would he let him drive Yan Bang away with violence?
A few seconds after Ong walked out of the office, Yan Bang rushed over with a scar-faced face.
Yan Bang's scarred face turned even more hideous and terrifying when he saw Bassoon standing outside the CEO's office.
Back when Yan Bang was fighting in his territory, Yan Bang had exchanged blows with Bassoon. Ong had lost miserably.
However, the current Bassoon was much more mature than the naive young lad from back then. It was unknown whether Bassoon's crushing defeat was intentional or not, but Cong Gang had successfully placed him by Feng Xinglang's side as his bodyguard.
However, Feng Xinglang, who loved his wife dearly, would usually let Ong be her personal chauffeur and bodyguard.
"Get lost!"
Yan Bang growled. His fierce-looking face contorted into a savage expression. "Are you f * cking courting death?!"
"Director Yan, Director Feng isn't in a good mood. He doesn't want to see you!"
He was wary that Yan Bang would offend Yan Bang after he reconciled with Feng Xinglang. Hence, Bassoon's words were much more tactful.
"Whether he's in a good mood or not, it's not up to a lackey like you to bark in front of me!"
Yan Bang didn't know how to respect others. Even for Feng Xinglang, he would also neglect something called 'other people's pride and face'.
Most of the time, he would do as he pleased.
"Director Yan, I'm just a doorkeeper!"
Knowing that he wouldn't be able to reason with Yan Bang, Bassoon decided to lower his stance and be honest with Yan Bang. "This is Director Feng's intention! I hope that Yan Bang won't make things difficult for me! "
"Those who stand in my way shall die!"
With a vicious roar, Yan Bang used his bull-like physique to ram into the skinny Ong. Unable to withstand Yan Bang's brute force, Ong dodged to the side and avoided Yan Bang's charge. The instant Yan Bang's hand touched the door handle, a cold gleam flashed. The cold blade cut open the back of Yan Bang's hand, causing blood to flow!
"Director Yan, Director Feng doesn't want to see you! Why are you courting death?! "
Bassoon's voice was loud enough for Feng Xinglang to hear. He really didn't want to stab Yan Bang a second time. If he really wanted to stop Yan Bang with brute force, he would have to stab Yan Bang's vitals a second time, unlike the first time where it was just a warning.
Feng Xinglang heard Bassoon's stern voice, but he remained indifferent as he knocked the fountain pen in his hand on the table.
Bassoon's warning didn't 'move' Feng Xinglang in the director's office, but it shocked Nina instead.
"Bassoon! What are you doing? "
Nina screamed. She looked at Yan Bang's bleeding hand.
"Director Feng doesn't want to see Director Yan, but Director Yan insists on barging in! I'm just following orders! "
Bassoon didn't show any mercy when he slashed Yan Bang. It was as if there was a grudge from the revenge he had taken in the past.
"Bassoon, let's talk this out! It's too reckless of you to slash someone with a knife … Don't you know that Director Yan is Director Feng's good friend? Ah … "
Before Nina could finish her words, Yan Bang threw a left hook at Bassoon's chin while he was distracted by Nina's words.
Bassoon had overlooked one thing: Yan Bang was also an expert in wrestling and boxing. Moreover, the strength of his left hook was much faster and more ruthless than his right.
What was even more unexpected was that a conceited person like Yan Bang would actually resort to such a despicable move!
Bassoon's reaction wasn't slow, but he was still a beat too late. Yan Bang's uppercut smashed into his right cheek, and a wave of dizziness washed over him. A second or two of darkness flashed before his eyes.
Yan Bang had already taken the opportunity to enter the director's office.
When Feng Xinglang saw that the person who entered was Yan Bang, he groaned inwardly. What a f * cking piece of trash! He can't even stop a lunatic! I've given Bassoon so many days of food to eat for nothing!
Feng Xinglang was thoroughly disappointed in Bassoon. It seemed like he was still lacking compared to his master, Cong Gang.
On the other hand, Yan Bang's bleeding hand made Feng Xinglang frown. It seemed like this lunatic didn't get any benefits either!
"Yo, welcome, Director Yan. Apologies for not welcoming you earlier!"
Feng Xinglang laughed wantonly and wickedly. "What's wrong with your hand? Why are you so careless? You've embarrassed yourself, Director Yan! "
Feng Xinglang said these sarcastic and mocking words with a smile.
He could make people love him to the core and hate him to the core!
"I heard that you're in a bad mood and didn't want to see me?" Yan Bang allowed the blood to drip from the back of his hand.
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