At Hyatt Hotel, Lan Feng was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking about what happened tonight, and his brows frowned slightly.

Since Bailang knelt down and kowtowed to apologize, Lan Feng did not make things difficult for them. As for Tianlang, Lan Feng did not kill him. Instead, with the help of Bailang, he received real news about the racing organization that Tianlang joined. Tianlang also expressed his efforts to help Lan Feng enter their organization, and agreed to contact Lan Feng after receiving news from their organization.

When I went to the black car race with Lin Ruobing, I could even find out about the group of racers who kidnapped Su Hanyan and his nanny. This was an unexpected surprise for Lan Feng. After all, once Lan Feng broke into the organization and found the driver at that time, he would know the person behind him and understand his opponent.

Of course, from the moment, this opponent is definitely not simple. He has great power in China, but Lan Feng is not afraid at all.

Protecting Su Hanyan's personal safety is one of the tasks Lan Feng must perform when he returns to China. He cannot easily relax his vigilance. No matter how powerful his opponent has in China, Lan Feng must face the difficulties.

Besides, he still has many things he has to complete step by step, and he can't hurry up.

Whether it is Su Hanyan’s affairs, the matter of that thing, or his own affairs, they all have to take one step at a time.

The road is still long, you need to walk slowly, keep your feet on the ground, and step by step.

Now Lan Feng is not the chess piece that was at the mercy of others and designed to bully and persecute him. He is a tyrant in the dark world of the West and the noble Four Emperors. He already has his own power and will never repeat the mistakes he once did.

Those blood debts owed and the mistakes made by those guys will eventually be repaid with blood.

Otherwise, the heroic soul will never sleep and will never be at ease!

Lan Feng shook his head, put aside his thoughts, and then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

At the same time, in a luxurious villa, Lin Ruobing was dancing in pajamas and telling Su Hanyan what she and Lan Feng had encountered tonight, while Su Hanyan listened expressionlessly, with a trace of brightness flashing in his eyes from time to time.

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Lan Feng got up on time, then changed into sportswear and headed towards Beibin Road, and started a morning jog.

Lan Feng thought he could still see the beauty today as usual, but for some reason, she did not come.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Lan Feng came to the company on time. Although he had nothing to do, he never allowed himself to be late because he knew his work and tasks very well.

Because he has the video of Wen Xiang in his hand, Wen Xiang has become much more honest these days and has not caused trouble for him.

Lan Feng was bored and took out the chip card of the Hunter Game and inserted it on the computer to play. However, as soon as it was launched, he saw a lot of messages, and countless surrenders were flashing.

Lan Feng was shocked in this situation and went off the line without saying a word.

Those flashing avatars are not only friends with the game, but also brothers who once shared life and death with Lan Feng. They only need one word to go up to the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire for him.

The main reason why Lan Feng ignored them was that he didn't want to reveal his whereabouts now. He was really afraid that those guys would come to China to make a big fuss, and at the same time he didn't want to be abused by them in the game, because... it was really inconvenient in the office and it completely affected the operation.

Those guys are not elementary school rookies.

However, it is really boring to have no games to play and no movies to watch...

Suddenly, Lan Feng's mind flashed and his eyes lit up. He decided to go and see Cheng Xiaohan, a cute loli girl who was transferred to a group of sales for internships.

When Lan Feng came to the door of the sales group one, he was shocked by the luxurious decoration inside. The office decoration of the sales group nine of Lan Feng was completely different from that of the sales group one. This is the most elegant and luxurious sales office Lan Feng has ever seen.

Of course, its luxury is not limited to decoration, but also its entire office configuration.

The chairs all employees sit in are boss chairs with massage functions, and the computer configuration is all I7 equipment, which is many times higher than the tractor in Lanfeng's office...

Everyone in the office is busy, making phone calls, and some are busy doing sales plans, planning, etc.

Lan Feng's eyes wandered around the office, but he did not notice Cheng Xiaohan's figure.

Sales group manager office.

Sales manager Song Wenyuan was wearing an Anima brand and a conspicuous Rolex watch. He was fat and had a smile on his chubby face. He sat leisurely on the sofa. His eyes swept over the body of Cheng Xiaohan who was standing nervously beside him. He nodded with satisfaction, with a meaningful smile on his face. He patted the position beside him and said, "Xiaohan, come here to sit!"

"No, Manager Song, I, I'll just stand."

Cheng Xiaohan smiled slightly, shook her head, held her little hand tightly, and said nervously: "I wonder what happened to Manager Song for me?"

"Oh, why are you doing so polite? Are you still afraid that I won't eat you? Come and sit down!" said with a smile.

"Manager Song, I'll stand up!"

"Why? I didn't even listen to the manager's words. What I want to say below is about your becoming a regular person. Don't you want to know?" Song Wenyuan was very tempted.

"Replaced as a regular? Haven't I just come to the sales group for a few days? Are you going to be replaced as a regular so soon?" Cheng Xiaohan was excited, nervous, and a little worried and afraid.

"Don't forget, you've been intern in Group 9 for more than two months before." Song Wenyuan patted the seat next to him again and said with a smile: "Come and sit here, let's chat slowly."

Cheng Xiaohan wanted to refuse, but it was about her becoming a regular person. She gritted her teeth and sat down far away on the sofa beside Song Wenyuan, sweating coldly on the palm of her tightly held: "Manager Song, please continue talking."

Song Wenyuan nodded, took out a document and put it in front of Cheng Xiaohan, and said slowly: "Xiaohan, you know that the matter of becoming a regular person needs to undergo multiple assessments, and this is the evaluation of the manager of the Ninth Group of Literature when you were intern in the Ninth Group."

Cheng Xiaohan looked at Wen Xiang's evaluation of him in the document, and a pale look appeared on his beautiful and cute cheeks. This scene fell into Song Wenyuan's eyes, causing a light curve to curl up in his mouth, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Manager Song, this...I..." Cheng Xiaohan seemed very worried and nervous.

"Don't worry, his evaluation has no effect on whether you can become a regular person. It's mainly because I have the final say." Song Wenyuan said with a smile, which made Cheng Xiaohan breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, his words turned quietly, showing a concern: "Xiaohan, as far as I know, your family's conditions are not good. My father died in the kidneys when he raised money to treat your mother. He left you, your younger brother who was still in college, and his seriously ill old mother. With the salary of you, an intern, you will definitely not be able to pay the family's expenses, right?"

Cheng Xiaohan lowered her little head and didn't say anything...

"But, do you know that if you continue like this, you may even lose your job as an intern? My colleagues in the company are very dissatisfied with your performance after being transferred to the same group." Song Wenyuan's unsavory words made Cheng Xiaohan's face turn pale in this moment.

"Manager Song, I... I really worked hard and studied very hard. I..." Hearing this, Cheng Xiaohan's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and her little face was full of grievances. She had really worked very hard for this job. She worked overtime every night and studied until the lights were turned off in the office. Finally, she was driven out of the office by the patrol security guard.

"Xiaohan, some things are useless just by hard work, and they also need to pay attention to methods. In fact, many roads have shortcuts. According to your conditions, as long as you are willing, you have to become a regular and treat your mother's illness and provide your younger brother with school. "Song Wenyuan looked at the towering part of Cheng Xiaohan's chest and said meaningfully: "And, the evaluation of your colleagues is not the key, the key is that I have the final say."

"Manager Song, what do you mean? I... why can't I understand?" Cheng Xiaohan put his hands on his closed legs and asked softly. Her thoughts were really too simple.

Song Wenyuan was speechless. He had already made the hint so obvious. Can't this girl still understand?

"That's right. I have a job here that you need to complete. As long as you nod and agree, you can not only become a regular person, but also get a large amount of money every month to treat your mother and provide your younger brother with his studies." Song Wenyuan thought for a while and said slowly.

"What job?" Cheng Xiaohan's eyes lit up, full of desire. She is really short of money now.

Seeing Cheng Xiaohan's expression, Song Wenyuan was shocked and thought there was a chance. Then he stared at Cheng Xiaohan with a bright look, without any concealment in his eyes, like a ferocious wild wolf showing his sharp fangs: "Be my little lover!".

"What?"

Hearing Song Wenyuan's words, Cheng Xiaohan looked in disbelief. Although she had only been in the group for a few days, she learned from her colleagues that Song Wenyuan was a very strict, serious and responsible good manager, and that he also taught herself a lot of things.

But how could Manager Song say such words to himself?

At this moment, Cheng Xiaohan only felt that Song Wenyuan was sick and fever, and hurriedly said with concern: "Manager Song, are you sick? I'll pour you a glass of water."

As he said that, Cheng Xiaohan stood up and headed towards the water dispenser beside him, but Song Wenyuan grabbed his hand: "No, Xiaohan, I'm not sick, do you know that from the first sight of you, I fell in love with you."

"As long as you promise me, I will immediately become a regular employee, so that you can enjoy the treatment of a deputy manager that everyone in the company envies, and I will give you 20,000 yuan a month to treat your mother."

At this moment, Cheng Xiaohan was completely panicked: "Manager Song, you grab my hand and please let go."

"Xiaohan, do you know? I really can't live without you..." Song Wenyuan grabbed Cheng Xiaohan's hand and was about to pull it into his arms, and said with an emotional look: "As long as you promise me, I will go back and divorce the tigress at home."

"Manager Song, let go... You hurt my hand, I will not agree to you." Cheng Xiaohan struggled hard.

"Xiaohan, come on, I will impress you with the beauty of my mature man and let you experience that wonderful peak happiness..."

The power coming from her hands was getting bigger and bigger, and Cheng Xiaohan was about to be pulled closer to Song Wenyuan's arms. Suddenly, Lan Feng's words sounded in her mind for some reason: "If someone dares to bully you, just hit him like this, use force..."

"Bang!"

Looking at the disgusting face, Cheng Xiaohan could no longer help but raise his palm and sucked it hard on Song Wenyuan's face.

"You...you dare to hit me?" Song Wenyuan touched his hot face and looked at Cheng Xiaohan with disbelief.

"Yes... I'm sorry... Manager Song..." Cheng Xiaohan held his little hand tightly, with a panic on his face, and a mist appeared in his beautiful eyes, as if tears were overflowing at any time.

"It's useless to say sorry, just use your body to compensate." Song Wenyuan looked ferocious and evil, and rushed directly at Cheng Xiaohan.

"Bang..."

Cheng Xiaohan slapped Song Wenyuan hard on the face again, and at the same time, Cheng Xiaohan turned around and ran towards the office door.

"Stop it!"

Looking at Cheng Xiaohan who was about to escape, touched his hot face, an angry roar came from Song Wenyuan's mouth: "If you dare to take this step today, I will ask you to get out of me immediately and collect the bad debts of Junuo Company. If you can't take it back, just roll the bed and get out of the way."

Threat, threatening nakedly, threatening without any concealment.

Hearing Song Wenyuan's words, Cheng Xiaohan stopped at the door. She clenched her fists, her body trembled constantly, and tears kept falling down her cheeks.

Any kind of shitty, serious and responsible manager is a lie.

Why?

Why is this still the result?

She thought that after changing groups, she would get rid of Wen Xiang's entanglement and live a normal life, but... why?

Why will one Wenxiang have another "Wenxiang" after leaving?

Why do "Wenxiang" appear one after another in this society, endless and endless?

This is the 33rd time that Cheng Xiaohan has changed her job after graduation, and it is also the longest time she has done, and it is also the most beautiful destination for her company in her heart.

But why is this dream place so dirty?

In order to enter the billions, she spent 33 days doing market research, went to hundreds of stores, ran several pairs of cloth shoes, consulted thousands of people, and finally impressed the interviewer with her market research report. She finally stood out from thousands of job seekers and became one of the billions.

She thought that as long as a large company like Billion would work hard, she would eventually make a breakthrough and earn enough money to treat her mother and study for her younger brother.

Now I finally fell from group nine to group one and was about to become a regular person, but I encountered such a thing again.

The same scene countless times.

Cheng Xiaohan only felt that she was so powerless and desperate at this moment. She squatted on the ground, holding her knees with her hands, her body trembling constantly, and tears burst out from her eyes.
To be continued...