C3 (1/2)
Boom!
Duan Hong punched the sunken elevator door again.
< p > The entire floor vibrated a few times. Good ivory white floors were scratched.
Everyone opened their mouths wide, their faces filled with disbelief. In the middle was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his forties, his eyes almost popping out as he looked at Duan Hong who was punching out at the elevator entrance, and the female employee who had fainted inside.
All sorts of feelings of fatigue, melancholy, and sadness flooded Duan Hong's body. Every time he exerted force without any control, he would feel exhausted and weak.
< p > This may be a side effect of the strong effects.
None of this was important. The powerful sound of the door slamming shut made it so that those who saw it with their own eyes would never be able to forget it for the rest of their lives.
Cough, cough.
Duan Hong coughed dryly, he secretly cursed in his heart: Damn it! Retracting his right fist, seeing that the few people in front of him had not recovered from their shock, he turned around and did his best to control his weak body, and used his hands to carry the female employee who had fainted in the elevator.
”About that, the elevator is broken. I don't know why she fainted when she was inside, but it doesn't matter, I can wake her up.”
Under the gazes of numerous monsters, Duan Hong placed the female employee on the ground, pressed one hand on her acupoint and the other on her left chest.
The five fingers that were like dragon claws continuously trembled.
”Why is his hand shaking?”
You press the milk for thirty-four days, and you shake.
The two male employees who were sneakily looking at the documents in the corner were drooling as they looked at Duan Hong like a pug. They thought to themselves: If only I was him …
< p > ”En —”
The female employee slowly opened her eyes. Duan Hong's focused and sad eyes were the first to see it, ”Oh! supperman! ”
Duan Hong laughed dryly a few times and hurriedly retracted his hand. He stood up and said to the people who were watching all along: ”Hehehe, she — — alright.”
Duan Hong paid attention to the middle aged man, he was the person who gave him the name card when he went to Ku Chan Temple last time, and immediately waved his hand: ”Yan Xiaowen, do you remember me?”
Yan Xiaowen came back to his senses, feeling incomparably excited in his heart: Just now, that fist with a force of ten thousand, I — I made it!
He immediately extended his hands and grabbed Duan Hong's right hand, shaking it non-stop. ”You're a master of Ku Chan Temple?”
Duan Hong was feeling guilty right now. He had destroyed his elevator, but he didn't know what to do.
Duan Hongshen took out the smelly, fish-smelling ten yuan and handed it over to Yan Xiaowen, saying with a hint of reluctance, ”Sorry, your elevator is broken, I accidentally pushed it away. You can take this money and find someone else to fix it.”
Several eyes of the crowd fell to the ground.
< p > ”No way?” He — he actually gave the boss of the Jin Ding International Building ten dollars? ”
”I have never seen him so excited.
”Could he be the boss's illegitimate child?”
< p > ”No!” ”I think he looks more like the boss's brother. Look at his dark and thin face, no matter how you look at him, he's at least thirty years old.”
Yan Xiaowen waved his hand at the staff member behind him and shouted sternly, ”What are you looking at? ”Go go go, go to work. Little Zhang, find someone to fix the elevator or everyone will go upstairs after work.”
< p > How long would it take to walk the stairs in a thirty-story building?
The staff scattered and left. The bespectacled Xiao Zhang quickly took out his phone and called the elevator company.
The female employee stared at Duan Hong with infatuation in her eyes. She could not bear to leave for a long time, so she kept muttering to herself:
After following Yan Xiaowen into his office, Duan Hong picked up the blue and white porcelain tea cup in front of him, sipped the tea from the cup, and said: ”Yan Xiaowen, do you really know how to enjoy yourself? I just heard that you're the boss here and didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”
Yan Xiaowen stared at Duan Hong with his shining eyes from the moment he entered the office, as if he had seen a rare jade artifact!
Master, you called yesterday and said that you wanted to see me. I haven't slept for the entire night, and I'm really sorry for not being able to receive you today.
”What master is not master, just call me Duan Hong, if you come recklessly, please forgive me!”
Pardon me, Master.
< p > ”Handle!
< p > The two were very courteous.
Yan Xiaowen was the CEO of the Jin Ding International Building. A few years ago, he took over his father's position and after taking office, his methods were quite vicious, suppressing a few competitors to the point that they couldn't even breathe.
The Golden Cauldron International Building was actually an international trading company. It only bought and sold short. It also had a series of products under its banner, such as hotels, bars, and clothing. He even had dealings with underworld people.
People in the entire city didn't know who the mayor was, but none of them didn't know who King Yan, Yan Xiaowen!
Of course, the only exception was Duan Hong, who had been isolated from the world for many years.
Seeing that Yan Xiaowen was being overly courteous, Duan Hong became a little restrained. He thought to himself, ”Didn't I say that I wanted you to meet with Silent Martial Nephew at the Withering Zen Temple? That's not really a big favor.
Having wrecked the elevator this time, I always felt that I owed him something. I was just about to be a chef and earn some extra money, but I still couldn't bring myself to say it.