Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

The time is a bit tough. It's only morning, and Jiang Junyue is already looking forward to tomorrow.

After Jiang Han left, Jiang Junyue ordered his secretary to prepare the materials he would use when he met Mr. Kexin Wu tomorrow.

These few days, he didn't want to do anything, but he had to do it again.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he put up 12 points to read a document in hand, but he broke the pen in his hand after reading halfway through it, and Jiang Junliang quietly embezzled another 20 yuan.

That money is neither too much nor too little.

He frowned. If it wasn't for the sake of the old man, he would have warned Jiang Junliang a long time ago. He paid Jiang Junliang a lot of dividends every year. Although he was doing Jiang's work, in fact, he and everyone in the family The members' bonuses are almost the same, and his expenses are enough. How can Jiang Junliang be short of 20 yuan?

That was just a fraction of his dividend.

Jiang Junyue quickly picked up the phone and dialed the financial manager directly, "Change the password of the big money account, next time he breaks into the financial room to transfer money, just tell him that only I know the password, and ask him to ask me for it." .”

Jiang Junliang took away 20 today, and another 20 tomorrow, which is not a small amount, and he wants to protect the interests of all Jiang's shareholders, and there is third uncle.

After get off work, the little things are handed over to the nanny today, and it would be bad to bring them to the company. After all, he is the president, so he must lead by example, otherwise, all the employees of the company will follow him and bring their children to work. Wouldn't the company become a kindergarten? .

After work, Jiang Junyue picked up his wallet and entered the president's special elevator. Luo Meiwei is quite obedient, at least she didn't call him all day long to upset him, but at this moment, he wanted to drink After drinking a glass, scrolling the phone screen, when the flashing number stopped suddenly, the word "Cheng Qingyang" fell into his eyes, that dead thing, I really didn't expect him to train such a desperate slave like Yunfei, finger After falling down, he dialed Cheng Qingyang's number, and almost as soon as the bell rang, the other end immediately picked up, "Yue..."

"Jiang Junyue." He roared, his voice extremely cold.

"Yes, Jiang Junyue."

"I'll be in the boxing ring in half an hour. You have to be there." Once again, he yelled, sometimes, he really wanted to kill Cheng Qingyang.

"Okay." He said softly, and he was still quietly waiting for his order.

"Boom", Jiang Junyue hung up the phone directly. If he didn't make a fuss tonight, he would definitely not be able to sleep.

The Lamborghini was speeding on the road in City T. He hadn't driven this road for three years.

In half an hour, no more and no less, the streamlined car body drifted beautifully, and then it stopped firmly on the lawn. It seemed that as long as he came, that spot would always be vacant.

"Boom", stepping down with long legs, Jiang Junyue slammed the car door, then raised his steep face slightly, his eyes met Cheng Qingyang's gaze under the palm tree facing him, compared to his thinness, Cheng Qingyang It's a little rough, but the proportions of that figure are definitely eye-catching, but, paired with a handsome face that always looks cold, it makes women dare not approach him even if he wants to.

"Yue..." He stepped towards Jiang Junyue, "Want to punch?"

"It's good that you know." Cheng Qingyang gave Cheng Qingyang a hard look, and immediately, Jiang Junyue ignored him and walked straight to the entrance of the boxing ring. First, the steps that extended to the ground became steeper and steeper. It took more than a minute to walk, but Jiang Junyue did not make a mistake in the labyrinth-like path, "Brother Yue..." When the gatekeeper saw that it was him, he respectfully pushed the door open for him. Immediately, a spacious underground boxing arena that can accommodate more than 1000 people appeared in front of us.

There were a lot of people, and it was a dark place. At a glance, there was no one on the platform in the middle of the boxing ring.

He took off his coat as he walked, and handed it to the people behind him. When he entered the locker room, someone handed him the folded boxing suit.

Jiang Junyue quickly put it on, it was new, but the size was just right, he was neither fat nor thin, but he remembered that he was one size bigger this year than last year, um, it's time to exercise.

"Brother Yue, please."

Jiang Junyue turned around lightly, his white boxing uniform set him off extremely handsome, and when he strode out of the locker room, Cheng Qingyang also changed into a boxing uniform and walked towards the ring in the aisle not far away.

Unlike his, Cheng Qingyang was wearing a black boxing uniform.

The pace under his feet quickened, and Jiang Junyue quickly caught up with Cheng Qingyang. The two of them just arrived in front of the boxing ring together, and the audience in the stands immediately blew their whistles, "Brother Cheng...Brother Cheng..."

"Brother Cheng..."

It is absolutely rare for the boss of the boxing ring to come on stage to fight in person.

That's right, it's been three years. Cheng Qingyang hasn't fought on stage for three years. Usually, he is the one who watches other people punch.

Yes, usually he is admiring the embarrassment of others being beaten.

But tonight...

"Brother Yue...Brother Yue..." Suddenly, a group of boys on the field became Jiang Junyue's cheerleaders, and the loud shouts quickly merged into this atmosphere, and soon, it was accompanied by the girl's screams. Shouting, because Jiang Junyue has already jumped onto a corner of the boxing ring, not to mention how dazzling and cool that vigorous posture is, but the enchanting handsome face of that body has fascinated the girls, It seems that I have never seen such a thin man come to box.

When Jiang Junyue went there, it was easy for people to imagine this boxing ring as a stage for catwalks.

Jiang Junyue didn't pay any attention to the crazy shouts of the crowd in the stands. It has nothing to do with whoever he likes to bet on, whether he wins or loses. Tonight, he just wants to have fun.

His hands itch.

His legs were itchy too.

Putting on the braces and boxing gloves, he stood on the side of the boxing ring with his long legs. The white boxing suit made him look like a scholar. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would know Believe he's here to punch.

"Yue, there's wine in the back, let's go over and have a drink after the fight." Feng Qingyang's usually cold face unexpectedly put on a little smile, and that rare smile surprised all the people in the stands. It is said that Brother Cheng never smiles, but tonight he laughed. It is said that Brother Cheng never fights, but tonight he is in the boxing ring.

Moreover, the opponent is still a little-known kid.

Those people didn't know that three years ago, the two protagonists on this ring tonight had fought countless times.

But the loser is always alone.

"Don't play fake, otherwise, I will destroy you."

"Okay." Cheng Qingyang smiled slightly, and with a movement of his body, he was ready to make a move.

It seems that there is something strange in the boxing ring, not because of anything else, but because there are no referees on the ring.

No one dares to judge Brother Cheng, right? That kid in the white boxing uniform must have had the guts to challenge Brother Cheng.

Someone started whispering.

Jiang Junyue acted as if he didn't hear it, and as soon as he sent his hand away, he punched Cheng Qingyang's face. Cheng Qing tilted his head and avoided it. Qingyang blocked Jiang Junyue's [-]% strength kick with his arm.

"Boom", there was pain on the cold face, Jiang Junyue ignored it, and attacked with both hands at the same time, and the chain punches flew towards Feng Qingyang one after another, and the people in the stands were suddenly confused, because However, Feng Qingyang actually only evades but does not attack. If he continues to fight like this, he will be knocked out sooner or later. You must know that death and injury are common in this boxing ring.

But, he is brother Cheng, he is the boss of the boxing ring.

All the people stared straight at him, and those who bet on Cheng Qingyang even jumped up in anxiety, "Fight back, fight back..."

"Fuck me back." With such shouts in his ears, Jiang Junyue became slightly irritable, "I don't need you to let me go."

Seeing his piercing eyes, Cheng Qingyang stretched out his hand to block them, and the two became entangled.

One black and one white, the two people in the boxing ring walked in the small field like two dragons.

There was a burst of applause, it looks good, both of them have used their skills, of course it is good-looking.

Jiang Junyue focused on dealing with Cheng Qingyang, and no longer dared to be affected by the shouts outside the court. Without a referee, neither of them had the intention to stop, and after a while, they were both wheezing and wheezing. Get up, "Boom", when Feng Qingyang punched Jiang Junyue in the chest, he didn't dodge. After receiving the punch abruptly, he quickly backed away, his back directly touching the fence, following the elasticity of the fence And bouncing his body, "Yue..." Feng Qingyang's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he rushed over, "How are you..."

"Swipe", the one-character code was displayed, but it was definitely a standing one-character code. Jiang Junyue kicked Cheng Qingyang's nose. This time, he definitely used ten percent of his strength, "Pfft... "Feng Qingyang's nosebleeds flowed out instantly, and then he "plopped" and fell to the ground.

"Brother Cheng..." Someone exclaimed.

However, Cheng Qingyang raised his hand to signal his subordinates not to shout, and just wiped his nose with his hand. Immediately, his face was covered with blood.

"Are you convinced?" Jiang Junyue straightened his body. Although he looked a little thinner than Cheng Qingyang, in terms of size, he was no shorter than Feng Qingyang at all.

"Hehe, I'm convinced, but..." Feng Qingyang's gaze began to move down from Jiang Junyue's face, and finally landed on his waist and abdomen.

"You..." Only then did Jiang Junyue realize that the belt on his boxing uniform had been untied at some point. At this time, his inner chest was exposed, and a pair of triangle bullet underwear. I'll get up, you bastard." Jiang Junyue rushed up one step at a time, forgetting to put on his belt again, and kicked Cheng Qingyang fiercely, one kick after another, and Cheng Qingyang who was lying down Unexpectedly, he let him kick without dodging, until he was tired of kicking, and he said angrily: "Get out, I don't want to see you tonight."