Bang!"

The door slammed against the wall, making a loud noise.

The movement was quite large, attracting a lot of attention in an instant, and a pair of eyes came from all directions.

It's just that no one dares to get close.

Even the assistant who followed closely behind did not consciously take a few steps back.

Someone whispered –

"Manager Meng is domineering. ”

"It's so handsome. ”

"A little impressed. ”

……

in the office.

Si Sheng sat on the office chair, crossed his legs, leaned back lazily, supported with one hand, and held a mobile phone in the other, playing boredly.

Lazy and casual, I don't see a little seriousness.

Hearing the movement, she lifted her eyelids, and instead of being annoyed, she looked idly at Meng Jing, who rushed into the door angrily.

She chuckled, "Who taught me to be rude as an employee, co-author is you, the manager?"

Close the door.

Meng Jing stepped forward, looked down, and coldly sneered at Si Sheng, "What, do you want to transfer me to a place?"

"That's not going to happen. Si Sheng's fingers rotated the phone, not serious, and raised his eyes to look at Meng Jing a few times, "I just glanced at the internal rules of Baixiaotang, and it seems that there is a punishment for writing a review." ”

“……”

Hearing the word "review", Meng Jing looked stunned.

She has been valued by Bai Xiaotang since she was a child, and she has been trained within the organization since she was a child, and she has always been a militarized management.

"Review" is ridiculous and unrealistic to put it in the company, but it is put in Baixiaotang......

It's just a normal thing.

If a member of Baixiao Hall makes a mistake, the hall owner has the right to have the member write a review. - This is the lightest punishment.

However, Meng Jing, who wrote a lot of reviews during training, left a certain psychological shadow, even when she became an adult, hearing the word "review" was enough to make her hair stand on end.

"I found the internal regulations of Baixiaotang quite interesting......"

Si Sheng carried his mobile phone, swayed leisurely, pulled a casual tone, and said lazily, "Militarization, right?"

“…… What do you want?"

Meng Jing asked angrily.

However, as soon as she finished asking, she secretly screamed in her heart.

She's the one who came to find fault.

However, Si Sheng was so interrupted, she responded to Si Sheng's topic again, and Si Sheng took the initiative at once.

Si Sheng seemed to have found something interesting, and didn't mind Meng Jing's collision at all, but looked at Meng Jing with interest, and then said leisurely: "I didn't set a good example for my subordinates, 10,000 words of review, and if I don't respect the leader, I will review 10,000 words." Give it to me by the end of the week. ”

"You!"

"What, 10,000 words is not enough for you to play?" Si Sheng smiled at the corner of his lips, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

“……”

Meng Jing was so angry that she didn't bite the corner of her mouth to get blood.

Damn it!

Does she think of writing reviews as a game and fun?!

Childish or not?!

Inside Baixiaotang, I have never seen anyone in their twenties who has worked and still has to write a review!

If this thing is said, it will be a great shame to step on the horse! I don't know how many people will laugh at it!

Countless grass and mud horses are galloping in my heart.

However, Meng Jing couldn't have a seizure.

——Save Si Sheng to increase the weight in the review.

"As the head of the hall, you don't lead by example, but make things difficult for employees everywhere, blatantly give them small shoes, and threaten to 'transfer to a place'. ”

Meng Jing gritted her teeth, and every word was squeezed out of her teeth, wrapped in burning anger, "I don't want to bear the weight with my strength, but I oppress people with my identity, are you worthy of being this hall master?"

The smile faded a little, Si Sheng only felt bored, and asked lightly, "You came here to talk about this?"

"That's right!" Meng Jing pointed to the door angrily, "Look at it yourself, as the master of the hall, how many people obey you?!"

Si Sheng lifted his eyelids and said, "The door is closed, you can't see it." ”

“……”

After being stunned for three seconds, Meng Jing was at a loss, and then she even had the heart to lift the table.

In fact, she's really going to flip it.

stepped forward on high heels, Meng Jing was furious, and directly rolled up her sleeves, "If I don't beat you up, I won't believe Meng when I step on the horse!"

With his head tilted, Si Sheng was not a little afraid, his demeanor was easy, but asked, "Do you have my surname?"

“……”

Fuck your uncle!

Brother, I can't bear it!

Meng Jing raised her fist and smashed it towards Si Sheng.

……

Outside the office.

The sound insulation effect is acceptable, and at first I couldn't hear Si Sheng's voice, but I heard Meng Jing's occasional irritable words.

Floating out in fits and starts, they couldn't quite guess what they were talking about.

Until—

There was a "jingle bell" sound from inside.

Tables and chairs collide and heavy objects fall to the ground.

There was a faint sound of punching and kicking.

The movement was getting louder and louder, and almost everyone couldn't sit still, and they came forward directly, three circles inside and three circles outside, listening anxiously and worriedly, and their scalps were numb, but no one dared to push the door directly like Meng Jing to find out.

After a bad premonition, someone immediately took action and called for help.

There are people who go to call Minister Qiu.

There is someone who goes to the third floor and calls Meng Ling.

In a hurry, the employees who were in place were inevitably a little excited and expectant in their complex emotions.

"As soon as Sister Meng entered the door, I had a hunch that there might be a fight. Both of them are too grumpy. ”

"Who's going to hit whom?"

"The hall master has some skills, right?

"What kind of person is Manager Meng, she started practicing when she was young!

……

“…… To be honest, I'm quite expecting Si Sheng to be beaten. Really, she owes so much. ”

"I owe her, I want to beat her too! But what is the real beating, how can Sister Meng explain? Beat the hall master, no matter what the reason, will be expelled from Baixiao Hall, right?!"

“……”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

When Si Sheng's threatening words were relayed, more than half of the employees on the fourth floor wanted to beat her.

- This woman is so unreasonable. When the reason doesn't make sense, fists work best, and a beating is over.

But they only dared to think about it.

One is that they don't have that ability;

The second is because it is the hall master.

It's really the right person to take the initiative in the hall.,And it's a careful eye.,The hall master who will repay the eye-

Maybe being expelled from Bai Xiaotang is not over, she can use her position to stumble and kill you everywhere after you leave.

Thinking of this, they inevitably became worried about the disposal of Meng Jing.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Half a minute later, Minister Qiu arrived in a hurry, and the steamed buns were sweating.

"Minister Qiu, there seems to be a fight inside. ”

The employees hurriedly answered.

Minister Qiu listened for two seconds, and his face suddenly fell, "It's like a fart!

!

Why is Manager Meng so impulsive?

If the hall master has some mistakes-

Minister Qiu's legs were weak when he boarded, and he didn't dare to stop in the slightest, so he hurriedly pushed the door.

The door was not locked, and as soon as the doorknob was twisted, it was smoothly pushed open.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

Without the sound barrier of the door panel, the sound from inside can be heard clearly.

I heard that the people outside were shocked.

In an instant, the blurred scene of Si Sheng's flesh and blood flashed in his mind.

Minister Qiu almost fell to his knees at the door.

And yet—

When the gaze peeked in, what appeared in everyone's field of vision was a scene that no one expected.

Because of the move just now, a figure popped out and smashed into a single sofa, with such a heavy force that after toppling the sofa, the person fell heavily to the ground.

You can imagine how hard the fall was.

Everyone's eyelids jumped.

The moment they didn't see it clearly, everyone took it for granted that person was Si Sheng.

However, when I looked closely, the group froze, one by one, like a fool, looking inside dumbfounded.

The brain crashes and stops thinking.

"How-"

Some people couldn't believe it, couldn't help but exclaim, and then covered their mouths with their hands.

Surprise overflowed from every pair of eyes.

Because, it was not Si Sheng who hit the ground with the sofa, but Meng Jing.

fell a little hard, after Meng Jing fell to the ground, she moved, took a breath of cold air, and didn't stand up for the first time, so she had to continue to lie on her stomach to slow down.

Meng Jing was dressed in professional clothes, with a shirt on her upper body and a short skirt on her lower body, at this moment, there were two buttons missing from her shirt, her short skirt was almost gone, her high heels were long gone, scattered on the ground, and her curly hair was messy. There are abrasions, redness and swelling on the face and arms, which are not serious, but they are enough to irritate them.

In a dilemma.

As for Si Sheng, who was "blurred in flesh and blood" in their imagination, he stood in front of them unharmed, not even a few folds in his clothes, and he looked the same as when he first went to work.

？？？

This kind of scene, which is diametrically opposed to the imagination, made everyone present stop thinking.

Si Sheng's eyes were unhappy, and he looked out, a little dangerous in his irritability, and he saw a person outside in cardiac arrest for a second.

However, at a glance, she withdrew her gaze, raised her hand, picked up a coat thrown on the table, shook it off, and threw it at Meng Jing.

The coat covered Meng Jing's skirt and legs.

Then, she squinted, her head tilted slightly, and she smiled with a cold, ruthless smile.

She asked: "Didn't I tell you that what I'm best at is fighting?"