Let him be.
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Bang~"
Xiao Luo punched Ma Dequan in the abdomen.
Ma Dequan was in so much pain that his eyes were about to pop out. He held on to his abdomen and retreated two steps backwards. This kind of pain felt as if there was an electric drill drilling right into his abdomen and stirring all his intestines together. He made a dull, painful shriek coming from his throat and his face was distorted. The veins on his forehead were showing. Looking at Xiao Luo in pain: "You... you..."
Everyone in the sales department stood still in shock.
"You what you, can you listen to what I have to say first?"
Xiao Luo was rather unhappy. He had no choice but to beat him up since he had not allowed him to finish his sentence.
Ma Dequan could barely hold in the pain but no one in the sales department came to help him. This made him feel extremely embarrassed because this only went to show that he wasn't really that popular at all.