"Zhao, Uncle Zhao, you are my elder, please respect yourself. Zhao Xinyong's behavior made Han Jianing full of disgust, and said.

She didn't expect that the man who had always been an elder in her mind would have such an expression.

Sanctimonious, Sven bastard. The literary quality is polite, and the style is obscene.

"Han Jianing. Han Jianing's attitude was tough, and Zhao Xinyong's face suddenly became solemn and said angrily. "To be a man, you must be self-aware, I think, you came here today, there is no doubt that in the entire Huaxia Kingdom, I am afraid that except for me Zhao Xinyong, no one is willing to give you a loan. ”

"What?" Han Jianing said in disgust.

"I am your last big tree, let's not talk darkly, although you Jianing International has obtained a big order from the British royal family, but the risk taken is indeed too great, even if I want to borrow money from you, I will be under great pressure from the board of directors of the bank, but well, everything can be discussed, as long as it is ......"

"Get out. Han Jianing scolded. As he spoke, he carried his bag and turned around and prepared to leave.

"Slut. Zhao Xinyong scolded. "You really think that you are a loyal martyr, and you are not a product to sell. ”

“……”

Han Jianing was just about to move his steps, but he was not stunned by Zhao Xinyong's words. And just as she was about to open the door and run away, Zhao Xinyong held the lock of the box door with one hand, his face was full of lust, and he hugged Han Jianing with one hand: "Come on, baby, as long as you serve me comfortably today, I, Zhao Xinyong, promise not to treat you badly." ”

"Fuck off. ”

Han Jianing roared, his body quickly retreated, and he raised the bag in his hand as a weapon.

"Hmph, Han Jianing, you sent it to the door by yourself today, what are you pretending, and besides, can I, Zhao Xinyong, still make the cooked duck fly?" Zhao Xinyong said, and pounced towards Han Jianing.

"Oh, don't. Han Jianing was so frightened that he wanted to call Duan Lang's name, but at this moment, he couldn't call out loud at all, and he felt that his body was weak, and Han Jianing, who had resisted vigorously just now, was already lying on the sofa softly at this moment. "You, you actually drugged coffee?"

"I'm not drugged, I'm giving you a chance. Zhao Xinyong slowly approached Han Jianing, one hand ready to hug the delicate body. "Come on, baby, everyone is an adult, why hide it?"

"No, don't ......," Han Jianing said aggrievedly.

"Bang dang. ”

When Zhao Xinyong was about to carry out his plan unscrupulously, the door of the private room was kicked open.

"Who the fuck ate the gall of an ambitious leopard?" Zhao Xinyong was furious, got up angrily, and scolded.

"Kindly, do you say it again?" Duan Lang grabbed Zhao Xinyong's shirt, raised his fist, and said arrogantly and arrogantly.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, you little driver, dare to beat me. Zhao Xinyong snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, and said. "As long as you dare to touch a single hair of me, I have a thousand different ways to let you die. ”

"Really?" Duan Lang said playfully.

"Of course. Zhao Xinyong thought that Duan Lang was frightened, and said quite proudly. "Now, boy, get out of here, I can act like nothing happened. ”

"Nope. Duan Lang said. "You're wrong, I mean to tell you, I'd love to try your thousand ways to get me dead. ”

"Don't ......" Seeing that Duan Lang was about to make a move, Zhao Xinyong suddenly became frightened and shouted.

"Smack!"

Duan Lang punched Zhao Xinyong in the face, and Zhao Xinyong stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

Inside the head, there was a roar because of the huge impact of the fist.

The infinite pain spread throughout the body in an instant.

Before Zhao Xinyong could react, Duan Lang grabbed Zhao Xinyong, and it was another set of combination punches, and Zhao Xinyong kept crying for mercy, embarrassed, and lost face.

The arrogance and arrogance just now have long since disappeared.

"Please, stop fighting, stop fighting. Zhao Xinyong kept pleading.

"If you don't fight, why don't you fight, didn't someone say just now that if anyone dares to touch a single hair of his hair, he will have a thousand different ways to make people die?" Duan Lang said casually.

"......" Zhao Xinyong was silent, and his body trembled. The face is blue and purple.

"Don't speak, right, if you don't speak, you're acquiescing, just to give it a try? Okay, I'm not only going to move your hair, I'm going to beat you to death. Duan Lang said.

"Don't. Zhao Xinyong was full of pleading and said.

"Don't, don't want what?" Duan Lang asked with a smile. "Old horseman, when you were bullying our President Han just now, why didn't you think that you had today, ah?"

"Duan Lang, forget it. Duan Lang still has to continue to teach Zhao Xinyong a lesson, and Han Jianing, who has come to his senses, said.

"Forget it, how can you forget it?" Duan Lang slapped Zhao Xinyong in the face and scolded. "Mr. Han said forget it, why the are you still stupid here?"

"I ......" Zhao Xinyong looked at Han Jianing, then at Duan Lang, and said. "I'll get out, I'll get out. As he spoke, he quickly got up from the ground, relieved, and quickly fled, constantly thinking in his heart, how to get his face back for a while, but unfortunately, he just moved his steps, but he was hooked by Duan Lang with his foot, and Zhao Xinyong ate and crawled on the ground, embarrassed.

"Did I tell you to get out?" A kick lifted Zhao Xinyong's body over and stepped on his chest, Duan Lang leaned down and asked.

"You, you, what do you want to do?" Zhao Xinyong asked with fright.

"Apologies. Duan Lang said sharply.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't dare next time. Zhao Xinyong said embarrassedly.

"It's not me, it's her. Duan Lang slapped Zhao Xinyong in the face and scolded. "With your little understanding, it's really not how much finance is involved. ”

"Jia, Jianing, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to. Although he was very aggrieved in his heart, Zhao Xinyong was indeed frightened by Duan Lang's momentum, and hurriedly said to Han Jianing very embarrassed.

"Smack!"

Duan Lang kicked on Zhao Xinyong and scolded: "Idiot, do you apologize like this?"

"I ......" Zhao Xinyong was full of grievances, and he didn't know what to do all of a sudden.

"You, get on your knees. Duan Lang spat disdainfully and said.

"Forget it......" Han Jianing was about to say it, who knows, Zhao Xinyong had already "poofed" and knelt in front of Han Jianing. Such a scene made Han Jianing unable to speak. Sure enough, ghosts are afraid of the wicked, people are good and are deceived by others, and horses are good and ridden by others. Zhao Xinyong, who was extremely arrogant just now, what is he like at this moment?