"Bang!" The office door was suddenly thrown open, and Song Jinyan hurried out, leaving only a silhouette behind as he descended the stairs.
Not bothering to continue his standoff with Zou Yi, Songshan quickly followed suit, and the two left in a rush.
Zou Yi, with a pounding heart, peered into the office and saw that the third brother, Zhou Hengguang, was actually pouring himself a drink with his back to the door. It was the high-end foreign liquor he had brought back from abroad this time.
Is this a sign of distress?
Who won in the end in the scuffle just now?
"What are you looking at?" Zhou Hengguang snapped irritably, "Aren't you going to pack your things? Are you that idle?"
"Oh!" No wounds on the face, but who knows about the rest of the body.
Once Zou Yi left, Zhou Hengguang, holding a glass, lifted his arm and couldn't help but hiss in pain, "Damn it! Such a heavy-handed blow."