"Do it."

Joan gave an order, and the bodyguard grabbed the fat man by the back of his neck, first fixed his hands, and then took off his shirt in a clever way.The slightly chubby man was naked and chubby, his neck was pinched, and he was forced into the bucket.

"Gulu Gulu Gulu... no, Gulu..."

He was brought out just before he was about to drown.

A large amount of water sprayed from his nasal cavity, and before he could catch his breath, he was pressed into the bucket again.

The bodyguard's hand on his neck was wearing thick gloves so as not to pinch the red marks on the back of his neck.

Being pressed into the bucket, I choked on countless amounts of water in my nose, which was sore and painful, but there was no actual injury.

After the fat man was pressed more than a dozen times, Joan waved his hand, and the bodyguards stopped. Joan looked coldly at the fat man with water all over his head: "Are you more awake?"

"Ahem, what are you guys, ahem!!"

"Okay, it seems that you are not awake yet, continue."

Joan winked, and one of the bodyguards took out a bottle and poured it into the bucket. Suddenly, a scent filled the meeting room.

The slightly fat man was surprised, this, this is the smell of sesame oil, why did he pour in sesame oil?
It didn't take long for him to understand why the bodyguard did what he did, and his head was pushed into the bucket again, but this time it felt very different.

Sesame sesame oil entered the trachea along the nose, it was greasy and irritating, which made him cough uncontrollably. I couldn't hold back a breath and spit it out, but I couldn't spit out anything, it's just that the water that was poured just now came out instead.

Repeatedly like this, the trachea was choked again, and the slightly fat man even breathed out more and inhaled less.

The bodyguards were also nimble, always pulling him out of the bucket before he couldn't breathe.

"Yes, cough cough, sorry, vomit, I, I was wrong, cough cough, I was wrong..."

"Why do you apologize to me, it seems that you are still confused."

"No!" The chubby man's face was covered with water, he panted heavily, his eyes and nose were red, "I, I apologize to Zhang Qianran!"

"Apologize to her, what are you apologizing for?"

The fat man froze for a moment: "It wasn't you who asked me to..."

"Press."

"No, no, no!" The fat man understood, and he quickly said, "Yes, yes, I shouldn't hit people!"

Joan raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

"No, no matter what, it's wrong to hit someone, not to mention Zhang Qianran didn't do anything wrong."

"Do you really think so?"

"real!"

"Then tell me what's wrong with her."

How could Qiao An be easily fooled by these two sentences.

The fat man choked for a moment, but Joan didn't give him time to think, if he hesitated for a moment, he would be pushed into the bucket immediately.

"I, ahem, I was really wrong, she, she was right!"

"Oh?"

"This...is nothing to do with her in the first place. It's me, our own thoughts that are biased!"

"continue."

"Regardless of whether the actual relationship between the members and the members of the group is good... whoever gets the resources, it is not a reason to hurt people."

"uh-huh."

"Besides, it's me, my own problem. She actually didn't do anything. I want to apologize to her!"

Joan snorted coldly, and raised his hand to let the bodyguards collect their things. At the same time, one of the bodyguards took out a hair dryer and blew on the chubby man frantically, drying his water-soaked hair and pants wet from the dripping and spraying water. Dry and cool.

Put him back on the plaid shirt.

If someone came in now, they would never have imagined what happened in this room just now.

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