Chapter 103: Stomping on Him Is
Pan Wenfeng had already reached out to pull the agreement over and signed his name.
Then he threw the pen worth hundreds of dollars, pointed at Lin Beichen and shouted, "Boy, what are you pretending, I can't finish the project, wait to be fired by your boss!"
It's impossible for Lin Beichen to fire himself.
He sneered in his heart, then stood up as well and walked to Pan Wenfeng's side.
"Oh, what else do you want to do?"
Pan Wenfeng sighed in his heart, this domineering security leader, could it be that he wanted to beat himself because of a few sarcastic words at the venue.
With the sturdy figure of the security guard on the opposite side, Pan Wenfeng was really a little bottomless in his heart.
Lin Beichen didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and said indifferently: "Why did you talk to me just now?"
As soon as Pan Wenfeng squeezed out a trace of mockery on his face, Lin Beichen shouted: "Waste!"
Lin Beichen's voice was like thunder rolling in the sky. s11();
Pan Wenfeng was angry, although his calves and stomach trembled a little, but how could he stand this kind of personality insult?
"Which onion are you!"
Pan Wenfeng stretched out his hand, intending to push Lin Beichen away.
But his hand stretched out halfway, and suddenly between Lin Beichen and him, it was like a wall, and he couldn't reach through!
Lin Beichen snorted coldly, and this invisible wall of qi between the two slowly pushed in the direction of Pan Wenfeng.
"Click!"
Pan Wenfeng's palm, in full view of everyone, was bent into a ninety degree.
Almost broke a bone!
The pain made Pan Wenfeng immediately withdraw his hand, he covered his wrist and glared at Lin Beichen angrily, "Grass, you dare to ......"
Lin Beichen turned around and said without looking back, "Can you blame me for this?"
After finishing speaking, he left the conference room, Pan Wenfeng stared at his departing back, and swore in his heart that he must tell his uncle about this incident and kill this little security chief.
Originally, he still thought that after the meeting, he would ask Mo Qingwu to drink two glasses to promote the relationship.
Now he couldn't care about his still faintly aching hand, and went out to let the company's car take him back to Muchen Technology.
......
In Pan Jin's office, he just put down the phone in his hand.
The person who spoke to him was a friend in the martial arts world who worked as a coach in a medium-sized gym.
He reminded himself that the Tao family was going to hold this year's auction in Jinling City, and the whole city would be in turmoil, so he didn't act rashly.
Pan Jin briefly mentioned it to him, and asked what kind of strength a master who could explode a peak of dark energy with one finger.
The coach on the other end of the phone first laughed, and then told Pan Jin that it was impossible.
If there is really such a person in the world, even the world-famous martial god Ye Tiangang is not his opponent.
/> Pan Jin, who put down the phone, was afraid for a while, how did Muchen Technology provoke such a terrible opponent, is it destined to be a bad year this year?
"Boom!"
The wooden door of the office was pushed open, Pan Jin looked up, and his nephew actually appeared in front of him with a pale face.
"Wen Feng, didn't you go to Tengda Company for a meeting......
When his nephew said the four words Tengda Company, Pan Jin felt a little bad in his heart.
This unlucky nephew of the family will not be provoked......
"Uncle, Ma Dan, someone in Tengda Company doesn't take you seriously!"
Pan Wenfeng also knew that the curve would save the country, so he made Pan Jin angry first, and then planned to say Lin Beichen's name again.
When he was a child, he wanted this uncle to come out, and he did it.
It's a pity that Pan Jin was not fooled this time, but asked with a cold expression: "Say, who did you provoke?"
Pan Wenfeng gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, and shouted with a bitter and hateful look on his face, "It's the security guard leader of Tengda Company, a turtle, who almost broke my hand!" s11();
Pan Jin took a deep breath, he almost knew who this so-called turtle was.
Pan Wenfeng saw that his uncle was not excited, and he was about to add fuel to the fire and said, "That turtle also said that uncle, you are nothing in his eyes, and you are not a scum!"
"Oh, I see, you're fine. Pan Jin very calmly pointed in the direction outside the door and said, "You go down and rest first!"
"Huh?"
Pan Wenfeng was stunned, what does uncle mean by this, is he afraid of a security chief?
No, my uncle is the vice president under one person and a thousand people.
Pan Wenfeng still wants to continue to work hard, mainly because of this Lin Beichen, so that he will be embarrassed in front of everyone, especially in front of women.
This is the most unbearable for him!
"Uncle, that kid is so rude to me, if I meet you in the future, I will be rude to you......"
Pan Jin raised his head and shifted his gaze from the documents on the desktop to Pan Wenfeng's face, "Then what do you think I should do?"
This rhetorical question, which obviously had some irony, made Pan Wenfeng's blood gather on his face in an instant, making him blush.
"Uncle, are we going to be a turtle with a shrunken head?
Pan Jin's eyes narrowed, then opened them, and then nodded heavily, "Yes, not only to be a turtle with a shrunken head, but also to put another face up and beat him!"
"This ......"
Pan Wenfeng was stunned, and all kinds of negative emotions such as anger and shame gathered together.
In a daze, he actually shouted, "Uncle, what are you afraid of a security boss doing, just step on him to death!"
"Stampeded to death?"
Pan Jin stood up with the armrest of the boss's chair, walked quickly in front of Pan Wenfeng, and slapped him in the face.
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"Uncle!"
Pan Wenfeng has been slapped by his uncle for the first time since he was a child.
He covered the swollen left side of his face and shouted at the top of his voice, "What are you hitting me for?"
"It's you little bastard who fights, don't look for death by yourself, and bring Lao Tzu!"
The more Pan Jin thought about it, the more angry he became, picked up a tome of classics on the table, and smashed it on Pan Wenfeng's back.
"How difficult it is for me to achieve the position of vice president of Muchen Technology!"
"Give me a stop these days, don't go out of the company easily, lest you lose your life and you don't even know it!"
After shouting these two sentences, Pan Jin felt that the strength of his whole body was drained.
"Get out of here, be careful!"
When Pan Wenfeng saw the hideous look on his uncle's face, he realized that it was terrible and left the office in a hurry. s11();
Pan Jin took a long breath and sat down in the boss's chair.
"Ma Dan, I'm going to go abroad to avoid it, this nephew is really unaccustomed to it!"
On the same day, Mr. Pan of Muchen Technology suddenly asked for leave, left Jinling City at lightning speed, and got on the plane to country M.
Without Pan Jin, the backbone, and the third young master of the Tan family was hiding in his residence, and he couldn't even find anyone.
The entire Muchen technology is in chaos.
Not to mention following up on the construction of the Dow Group auction house.
Even if he hid in country M, Pan Jin also plunged into the five-star hotel, for fear that Lin Beichen would chase him to country M.
In fact, Lin Beichen was all about the project of the auction hall, and of course he would not have time to worry about a small Pan Wenfeng and Pan Jin.
Tengda Company is running at full strength for the Tao family's auction, almost like a living Lei Feng.
The venue, which was originally a small auction house, has become magnificent under the investment of hundreds of millions of funds from the Dow Group.
In particular, a 100-meter avenue leading to the main venue is all paved with gold, and each gold brick is a standard one kilogram of pure gold.
This is not luxurious, there are a total of thirty seats in the main venue, and each position is a Taishi chair carved from pieces of beautiful jade.
The project members of Tengda were frightened by Dow in this regard.
Where to use jade gold as a raw material for construction.
For example, the beautiful jade carved into the Taishi chair, at least fifty or sixty percent of the raw materials have been discarded.
There was an employee of Tengda Company who secretly took a piece of leftover material and sold it for four or five thousand yuan in the antique market!
But the Dow manager didn't care about any of this, and the excess scraps were thrown into the trash.
And what they really weigh is a big or small black wooden box.
The boxes were brought into the venue in Maybach trucks, and since the boxes have been brought in, outsiders are no longer allowed to enter the auction venue.