The max-level host dominates the world with a weak system

Yang Group——

"Why? Why did you betray us?! Did we treat you wrong?"

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life sitting on an office chair, pointing his finger at the man in a suit below, trembling slightly.

Lao Yang was standing next to the middle-aged man, his expression extremely grim.

The man in a suit adjusted his glasses frame and said hypocritically: "Mr. Yang, in today's society, survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest. When you are old, you should retire and give the young people behind you a chance."

The man called Mr. Yang immediately clenched his fists and veins popped out on his wrists.

"Stop your fucking shit."

Lao Yang's blood boiled, and he began to speak indiscriminately.

The man in a suit looked at the angry Lao Yang with reproachful eyes, like an elder, and said earnestly: "Lin Sang, you are still young, you don't understand, life is like a river and lake, there are always too many helpless choices, and it makes people miserable. I can’t help myself, I don’t mean what I say, and I am just an ordinary, more ordinary migrant worker. In order to survive, I can only obey the destiny.”

When Lao Yang heard the high-sounding words of the man in the suit, his lungs almost exploded with rage.

"Hahaha, does it make you so happy to have Three Eyes as your master?! And you made a poisonous chicken soup that is disgusting! I think you are just a lackey, a heartless, white-eyed wolf."

Lao Yang cursed out all the words he could think of in his mind. The man in the suit's face turned blue and white, constantly changing.

"Hmph, you are so ignorant of praise. I have nothing more to say. The new president of the company should be arriving soon. If the new president hadn't strongly asked you to come over, I wouldn't want to see you."

The man in the suit stopped talking and looked like he really didn't want to see them.

Looking at the shareholders in the office who lowered their heads and remained silent, Father Yang was so angry that he almost broke his teeth.

He usually treated them well, thinking that he could gain their loyalty in this way, but he didn't expect that everything was just them acting on him and deceiving himself.

"Dad, don't worry. When the new president comes, I will beat him to pieces."

Lao Yang approached the middle-aged man and said angrily.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak to ask Lao Yang to restrain himself, he heard a "click" and the door was opened from the outside.

The people in the office immediately held their breath. The man in the suit straightened his clothes and quickly walked to the door to greet the new president.

Lao Yang clenched his fists and walked forward quickly. Before anyone could react, he swung his fist with a strong wind.

At the critical moment, his fist was forcefully caught by someone.

I saw that the joints of the hand were white from exertion, and the veins on the back of the hand were slightly protruding, with a strong sense of strength.

The surrounding shareholders breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

It's good that nothing happens to the new president.

Lao Yang, on the other hand, had a look of disbelief on his face, with beads of sweat oozing out from his face.

How could anyone catch his fist? !

The other party didn't give him any time to react. He squeezed his fingers slightly, and Lao Yang suddenly released his strength. He grinned in pain, and even the muscles on his cheeks were twitching faintly.

"That's it?"

Hearing a familiar voice while in pain, Lao Yang's expression was startled for a moment, and then he raised his head sharply.

The young man opposite was extremely handsome, and his peach-blossom eyes were sinister and full of dazzling brilliance, like billions of stars that would never be destroyed, or like the bright first quarter moon in the night sky, flashing with the light of a thousand kinds of glass.

It is his most familiar appearance!