After Xie Yaozong finished speaking, he slapped Gao Yan across the head.
"Get a move on, damn it..."
Gao Yan stammered as he stood before Liu Wei, his expression constantly twisting with conflict.
Liu Wei looked at Gao Yan before her—at the blood streaming from his nose, his swollen face, and the timidity and cowardice now lurking in those once-arrogant eyes. All she felt was revulsion.
"Liu Wei... I'm sorry. I was wrong today."
"Get on your knees and apologize!" Still unsatisfied, Xie Yaozong kicked him directly behind the knee.
Gao Yan swayed twice, his face miserable. His legs gave out, and his body slowly sank.
"You don't need to kneel!" Liu Wei suddenly took off the necklace around her neck and threw it at his feet. "I won't be going back to the company."
"The job is a trivial matter." Xie Yaozong smiled from the side. "I'll arrange it when the time comes."
After saying that, he walked toward the tall figure nearby.
The arrogant, disdainful expression he had worn moments ago lowered with every step he took, until he was practically bowing at the waist before Zhang Yang.
"Zhang..."
Zhang Yang glanced at him and gave him a look.
Xie Yaozong instantly understood. The "Uncle" that had been about to leave his lips immediately became "Brother Zhang."
"Brother Zhang... good thing your hands didn't get dirtied."
Before a big shot like this, one had to read his intentions in everything.
Take what had just happened, for instance... With Uncle Zhang's status, how could he possibly deal with people like this personally? Much less take the initiative to order someone around.
So even if he merely frowned, Xie Yaozong had to understand what he meant.
All around them, countless eyes turned toward that tall, heroic figure, so handsome he