The boss's chair spun half a circle and slammed to the ground.

Yang Ziqian on the chair also fell to the ground, his head happened to hit the bookcase behind him, and he was dazed.

He touched his forehead, which was already dripping with blood, and was furious: "Zhou Jian, are you looking for death?"

Zhou Jian looked innocent: "Manager Yang, I'm really sorry, I have leg cramps...... Hiss ......"

As he spoke, he hurriedly bent down and kneaded his thighs, looking very painful.

Yang Ziqian gasped, and the anger that was about to be sent out was forced back.

I believe you are a ghost!

It's just that Zhou Jian said that he had leg cramps, and he was helpless, and said coldly: "Manager Zhou, if there is nothing to do......"

"Something, something. ”

Zhou Jian hurriedly said: "Manager Yang, my leg is not good, the cramps are too serious, you can help me pinch it, hurry, hiss......"

Yang Ziqian held back a wave of internal injuries, and the next moment, his eyes lit up.

Let me pinch it for you?

Okay! I'm going to pinch you to death!

He slowly squatted down, stretched out his hands, secretly accumulating strength, and was about to pinch Zhou Jian's legs hard.

At this moment, Zhou Jian "hissed" again, and his bent thighs instantly straightened and kicked on Yang Ziqian's head.

Yang Ziqian was caught off guard, tilted his head, and lay on the ground.

The next moment, he couldn't restrain himself anymore, stood up violently, picked up the ashtray on the table, and was about to smash it out, when Zhou Jian suddenly screamed twice.

Yang Ziqian's breath was stunned, I haven't smashed it yet, you call it a hair, it seems that Lao Tzu is bullying you.

He suppressed his anger fiercely, and pretended to be caring: "Manager Zhou, are you okay?"

Zhou Jian rubbed his legs again, his body trembled, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

"Ah...... It hurts me to death, Manager Yang, I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. ”

With that, he pretended to limp and walked out.

Later, Yang Ziqian touched his forehead, gasped in pain, and then, his face gradually became gloomy.

"Little white face, let's see. ”

The people in the finance department looked at Zhou Jian's limping appearance and were silent.

Two department managers clashed!

Unexpectedly, there was a fight!

Only An Mengqi pursed her lips, and suddenly felt a little disgusted with Zhou Jian.

Angry and indisputable!

You are a little white face who has been raised, since you are favored by the company and become the manager of the independent project department, why bother to make trouble with Yang Ziqian?

Behind Yang Ziqian is Lin Chaoxian, people are deep-rooted, what do you do to fight with others?

Zhou Jian came home early, bought a few bottles of beer by the way, and drank them one by one.

Beat Yang Ziqian just to relieve his anger.

And to kill Yang Ziqian, the key point is still in Lin Chaoxian.

Only if Lin Chao finds enough evidence first can he get Yang Ziqian in.

He was a little upset, squinting quietly, thinking back to what he had done in the past two days.

Hengyuan Company, as well as Qian Leopard and other social people, these ...... It's not a dream, is it?

At half past six, An Mengqi came back.

She looked a little tired, put down dozens of cheap bags, and sat opposite Zhou Jian.

The two of them sat quietly for more than half an hour.

In the end, it was An Mengqi who opened her mouth first: "Zhou Jian, no matter what, your economic conditions are much better now." ”

"Actually, I regarded you as a younger brother from the beginning, you can enter Hengyuan and serve as a manager, these achievements are already very good, and I am also very happy. ”

"Tomorrow, my parents will come over and stay for a while, you ...... Can you move out?"

Zhou Jian slowly opened his eyes and looked at An Mengqi seriously: "Yes." ”

His voice was a little hoarse, like a tired soldier after countless battles: "I'll move out tomorrow, and the rent will be given to you, no, I'll give it to you now." ”

He turned on his phone and transferred 3,000 to An Mengqi.

An Mengqi was not polite and accepted it directly.

Then, she stood up and said, "I hope you can do it yourself, there are some things, but if you eat youth, in a few years, you will be a little older, and you will not be so valuable......"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Jian was like a sober hungry wolf, staring at An Mengqi deadly.

"Nope. ”

An Mengqi smiled bitterly and said: "Everyone sees the matter between you and Manager Sun, I don't despise this kind of thing as being fostered, I just hope you protect yourself." ”

"Oh, you think so too?"

"Isn't it?"

Zhou Jian didn't deny it, did he need to explain? At this time, the explanation was only pale and weak.

An Mengqi returned to her room, changed her pajamas, and after washing, she sat opposite Zhou Jian and began to make up carefully.

Nutrient solution, foundation, lipstick, all kinds of cosmetics decorate her beautifully.

This is the first time Zhou Jian has seen such an amazing An Mengqi, and he even imagined that such An Mengqi should be at her wedding.

An Mengqi calmly changed into her favorite and most expensive Kou Chi long dress, stepped on the thousand-yuan vitii bucket bag, and opened the door.

She paused for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, you pack your things and put the key on the coffee table." ”

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and the room fell into a dead silence.

Zhou Jian resisted the urge to chase out, poured a sip of wine, and collapsed on the sofa.

Dongyang City was quiet on this night, so quiet that the slightly famous entertainment venues were closed.

On the streets, the flow of people is rare, and the vehicles are sluggish, as if it is a dead city.

An Mengqi came to the side of the street and waited for more than 20 minutes without seeing a taxi.

"What's going on today, what's going on?"

She was a little strange, turned on her phone and called Didi, and the screen showed dozens of people queuing up to call a taxi.

What's going on?

She was a little anxious, the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

At this moment, the roar of cars was heard in the distance, and soon, a Babos off-road vehicle drove up.

Behind Babos, there were more than a dozen Rolls-Royce Phantoms, which drove in turn and gradually moved away.

That's more than a dozen top-level luxury cars, as if more than 100 million are walking on the street.

Behind the Rolls-Royce are dozens of Mercedes-Benz big Gs, slow and steady.

An Mengqi's mind was a little unturned.

In such a grand and majestic convoy, the people sitting in it must be big shots.

In addition, Dongyang is so deserted on this night, it is obvious that this is a gathering of big people to come to Dongyang, otherwise it would not be almost the whole city under martial law.

She thought about it, did she have to walk over, the navigation showed that it would take at least half an hour to walk, and it was almost ten o'clock when she got to Manager Yang.

What can I do?

"Drop!"

Babos, who was at the front, honked his horn, and then the slow motorcade stopped.

On the deserted street, a line of convoys stopped so presumptuously, weird and terrifying!

Whew!

The rear windows of more than a dozen Rolls-Royces all landed as if planned.

Then, An Mengqi saw more than a dozen old people in the car window looking in her direction.

Hiss!

An Mengqi was a thriller and almost fell.

These people, what are they going to do?

Don't...... Loot or something?

Her breathing was disordered, and she hurriedly retreated, but one of her feet was careless, she tripped over a stone, and her center of gravity was unstable and she fell.

After a coquettish cry, the expected scene of falling to the ground did not appear, and there seemed to be a tough mountain behind her, holding her up.

"Senior sister, are you okay?" Zhou Jian said softly.

An Mengqi was like a panicked little rabbit, and hurriedly broke away from Zhou Jian's embrace, her face slightly red: "No...... It's okay. ”

Zhou Jian raised his head and looked at the row of convoys that seemed to be stationary, and his heart trembled.

Who are the people in these cars?

It's so grand!

What's even more terrifying is that all the traffic lights on the entire street have turned green!

Green light all the way!

Terrifying!

This battle, I'm afraid that the most powerful person in the province will come, so it can be like this.

It's just that none of this has anything to do with him.

It's okay, stay away.

Zhou Jian helped An Mengqi back to the community and returned to the room.

What he didn't know was that the dozen or so Rolls-Royces were parked on the street until his figure disappeared, and the old man in the Rolls-Royce in the front closed the window before slowly moving forward.

The convoy came to a manor in Dongcheng, Lin Bancheng, Old Man Lin, Lin Baosheng and his son Lin Chaoxian had been waiting for a long time.

When he saw the old man in a red robe at the front, he knelt on the ground and buckled.

"Steward Lin Baosheng, welcome the arrival of the chief steward Wang Lao. ”