The bodyguard looked ugly and hesitated to kneel.

Su Changfeng shook his head slightly and said, "I said Huang Er Gongzi, this bodyguard of yours...... I don't seem to care about your safety. ”

There was a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he glared at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard immediately panicked and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Bang!

As soon as he knelt down, Su Changfeng directly kicked him on the head.

Bang!

The strong man, who was about to reach a height of two meters, rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground.

"I don't know how to shout at me." Su Changfeng said expressionlessly.

The entire conference room was suddenly silent.

kicked a strong man to faint with one kick, and the strength of this kick can be imagined.

Zhang Fushan's eyelids jumped in the back, and he secretly said in his heart: It seems that I was lucky that day......

If Su Changfeng kicked him in the head that day, Zhang Fushan would definitely not have come to his senses the next day.

Then, Su Changfeng turned around directly, grabbed the collar of the yellow artemisia grass and beat him violently.

"Aren't you crazy? Keep screaming. ”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A muffled snort appeared, and Artemisia Grass was suddenly beaten to the ground.

The yellow artemisia grass kept screaming, and finally it could only keep letting out a burst of wailing.

Huang Artemisia grass, the second young master of the Huang family.

He is also one of the important heirs of Industrial Bank, but at this moment he was beaten like a dead dog.

Lou Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the side at the moment, was stiff, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

She was completely blinded, and she didn't know why Su Changfeng dared to do this. Didn't he consider the two companies of Yangtze River Trading and Changge Trading at all?

If you offend the Industrial Bank, these two companies will definitely not be able to please you.

But what's worse is that Su Changfeng didn't give the Huang family's old man Huang Mingkang face at all......

You must know that Huang Mingkang is a black-and-white real power figure!

"Don't! I was wrong, don't fight, let me go......"

Soon, the yellow artemisia grass couldn't resist it and shouted loudly.

Where has a boy like him ever been beaten by others.

Su Changfeng slapped Huang Haocao's head directly, exhaled slowly, then turned his head and said, "Lou Xiaoxiao, didn't you say that you should be a good actor?" Why are you looking for my trouble?

Did you feel aggrieved last time I helped Kong Xue'er? I'm embarrassed to say that Kong Xue'er is a white lotus, and I think you are a complete white lotus. ”

Lou Xiaoxiao's face was blue and red, but she didn't dare to refute it at all, for fear that she would become the next target to be beaten.

"Since you have taken the initiative to send it to the door, then I don't express it, wouldn't it be too shameful to give you face?" Su Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then, Su Changfeng called Mo Ying.

Soon, he received a text message.

What was found was Huang Mingkang's phone number.

After dialing the phone, a rather dignified voice came to mind on the other end of the phone: "Hey, hello, I'm Huang Mingkang." ”