In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

After listening to Zhang Xiangbei's words while half-crouching, Shang Hongji's face suddenly turned livid, and his legs were not sure whether they were sore from squatting or were trembling with anger.

Shang Hongji saw the screensaver on his mobile phone.

She is very beautiful, with white skin, big eyes, and her small cherry mouth is like a rose petal, so delicate and charming.

The most important thing is that in addition to a perfect face, the screen saver also reveals Olaf's neck, and although his chest is tightly wrapped, the white rabbit is billowy.

Shang Hongji's eyes turned red.

My hands and feet feel cold and my heart is very angry.

Shang Hongji, who has lived for more than 30 years, has never been so aggrieved.

"Are you thinking that if you don't go out, you won't go out?" Zhang Ruoyu asked coldly.

"No." Shang Hongji frowned and shook his head.

She really didn't think so. She was still immersed in grief and anger, so how could she have time to think about this?

Besides, who has the leisure and leisure to harass that eighth wife every day?Is her breasts so big?

"Your eyes and expression tell me that you don't want to give up, but you can't kill me, so of course you will touch the people around me." Zhang Ruoyu puffed out a puff of smoke on Shang Hongji's face, which turned pale with anger. "Don't think I don't know you've been holding back some bad water."

Shang Hongji's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Even if you are furloughed, you still can't accuse me unjustly?

"I really don't think so." Shang Hongji retained the last trace of rationality and gritted his teeth. "real."

In order to make Zhang Xiangbei believe in him, Shang Hongji even stated clearly what he was going to do later: "I'm going to call my father later and listen to him analyze what you said to see how true and false it is. If it's all true, I'll keep a low profile in the future and won't be as arrogant as I am now. If it's false, I'll find a way to disgust you and tease you."

"I really never thought about messing with your family." Shang Hongji exhaled and said in a hard tone. "As the old saying goes, no harm comes to your wife and children."

Shang Hongji looked at Zhang Xiangbei with a pious face, hoping that this vicious and evil Beimang legend would believe him.

"Really?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned.

"It's absolutely true." Shang Hongji nodded.

"A Fei, do you believe it?" Zhang Ruoyu turned his head and glanced at Long Fei.

"Xiaoji's words are sincere, his mood swings are not big, and his face is full of sincerity and integrity." Long Fei pondered for a moment, nodded and said. "I believe she means it."

"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu responded lightly, but there was nothing more to say.

Outside the car window, the cold wind was raging.

The weather in the capital is dry and cold.

The scraping made Shang Hongji's delicate skin sore.

Although my workstation is in the lobby and has no privacy, it is not cold at all. I still have a chair to sit on when I get tired from squatting.

It’s better than squatting here, right?

"Are you done talking?" Shang Hongji glanced at Zhang Xiangbei, who was cold and cold-faced, and just wanted to return to his work station as soon as possible.

She was literally freezing to death.

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Shang Hongji indifferently and said without warning: "I get angry when I see your dead face. I don't know who made your hair style. It's really ugly."

"Then can I leave?" Shang Hongji's legs were shaking like a sieve, about to explode.

"Keep standing." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.

"——" Shang Hongji's scalp was numb and he was on the verge of going berserk.

"Your father also offended me back then." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly, as if he wanted to avenge his private revenge.

"Then go find him." Shang Hongji hugged his arm tightly.

"What kind of good birds can be born from a bad batch like his?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "Tell me another hour and I haven't finished my tea yet."

After saying that, he took out a thermos cup, blew on the floating tea leaves, and took a sip.

When he was done, he spat out the broken tea leaves out of the window and almost got them on Shang Hongji's trouser legs.

Just when Shang Hongji couldn't bear it anymore and was about to turn his face completely, a low-key black car slowly drove up.

Shang Hongji recognized the license plate number at a glance.

The car owner, Zhao Changying.

She has a bad relationship with this Iron Lady, and she is also known as the Little Iron Lady in the Wall.

Usually when we meet, we can hide away. If we can't hide, we just say hello with a smile.

But today, she took the initiative to show a professional fake smile, raised her hand to say hello, and barely used her flesh and blood to block Zhao Changying's car, which was obviously not slowing down and was even accelerating.

He's going to break through the guardrail at eighty fucking yards.

Even the guards at the sentry box were a little panicked.

The car was forced to stop.

Zhao Changying glanced at the God of War driver coldly, frowned and said: "Don't you say every day that your hands are stained with blood and you kill people like hemp? If you bump into her, there is an imperial doctor inside, can you still save her?"

The driver of the God of War pursed his lips and said: "My leader, you are a newlywed. It is not suitable to see blood, it is unlucky."

"Do you think I care?" Zhao Changying said through gritted teeth. "Didn't you see who that merchant girl was chatting with? What does it mean to be unlucky? I'm more afraid of bad luck!"

The God of War driver had a clear mind and knew that the leader was very taboo about dealing with Zhang Xiangbei.

He even heard from the leader that the leader's son-in-law was always arrogant and used his rank to suppress the leader.

Normally, I would just let it go if I humiliate him in private, and I would just tolerate it and let it pass.

Who can bear to do this at the door of the workplace?

Zhao Changying had an argument with Han Laomo early this morning over where to go for their honeymoon. As soon as they arrived at the unit, the man named Zhang blocked the door.

It was hard for Zhao Changying not to suspect that Mr. Han had accused him of evil.