A Punching Bag

Outside the lounge, Bo Jinhang opened the door and surveyed the room.

"Hey, didn't the secretary say he was in the office? Where is he?"

He had left in the midst of his inspection work. Knowing that he had committed a huge mistake, he had rushed over to apologize to his brother immediately after settling the matter. But what about his attitude!

After looking around there was still no sight of him. Bo Jinghang's eyes landed on the door of the lounge.

Without any hesitation, he strode towards the lounge.

Just as he opened the door, a sharp and murderous aura rushed towards him.

Bo Jinghang's eyes turned cold and he quickly turned his head. There was a loud buzzing sound that whizzed past his ears.

With a loud slam, the object in the air shattered on the ground.

Bo Jinghang turned his head to look. The heavy crystal ashtray had landed on the floor behind him and shattered into pieces.

"F*ck!"