23: C23 Shout Fan Ge

C23 Shout Fan Ge

It was clear that Gao Zhuang had recovered from his shock.

"What are all of you looking at? Have you never seen a man as handsome as me?"

Gao Zhuang cursed at the onlookers, then scolded his subordinates again: "A bunch of useless trash usually raises you guys for free, you will fall at the critical moment."

The lackeys didn't even dare to raise their heads after being scolded, they only obediently went forward and helped Gao Zhuang to sit down.

"This is so infuriating, I was actually beaten up by a rookie."

Patting his clothes, Gao Zhu pointed at Lin Fann and scolded: "Brat, weren't you awesome just now? Why don't you call me? "I'm telling you, if you dare to attack me, I won't let you stay in the company for more than a minute."

Just because his uncle was a big customer of the company, there was no problem with expelling a new person.

Glancing at Gao Zhuang with indifference, Lin Fann asked curiously while holding the wooden stick in his hand, "Can you repeat what you just said?"

"You're asking for a beating, aren't you?"

Seeing Lin Fann's indifferent eyes again, Gao Zhuang cursed once again, but in the end, he still said, "I just said, if you dare to attack, I won't let you stay in the company for more than 10 minutes."

"No, no, no, it's not that. Just one more sentence."

Shaking his head, Lin Fann reminded him, "I didn't hear that when you pointed it at my head."

"So you want to hear that, hmph."

Gao Zhuang reached out his hand to pat his head and sneered: "I'm scared of your grandpa. If you have the ability, then hit me here."

This brat was truly despicable. He actually wanted to hear such a threat?

However, just as this thought popped out, Gao Zhuang's face turned pale the next second. A whistling sound rang out, followed closely by an expanding wooden stick.

After aiming at Gao Zhuang's head, Lin Fann didn't waste any time and swung his stick.

Fast, ruthless, and accurate.

Everyone was shocked when they heard that. Lin Fann really dared to attack.

Dammit, someone died.

Everyone had the same thought. They all covered their eyes as they didn't dare to watch Gao Zhuang's brain explode.

Gao Zhuang felt dizzy, and before he could react, he was sent flying backwards. Two seconds later, a scream rang out and Gao Zhuang collapsed onto the ground.

"Did everyone hear that just now? It was Gao Zhuang who begged me to beat him up."

Lin Fann shrugged helplessly and sighed: "I've seen a lot of bad people, but this is the first time I've seen such bad people."

Everyone: "..."

"I was really helpless when I met such a colleague on my first day in office."

Holding the stick in his hand, Lin Fann walked up to Gao Zhuang and jokingly said, "I'm not wrong, right? A gold medal player."

Gao Zhuang, who finally got up from the ground, touched his blooming head in disbelief. He had just been hit by a stick, and there was only a crack on the back of his head?

However, this wasn't important anymore. Gao Zhuang looked at Lin Fann's sneering face in horror. All of his hopes were gone at this moment.

The other party might as well not make a move, and the moment he makes a move, he would make a move. Only then would he be truly arrogant.

"I submit, I really submit."2

Not daring to look Lin Fann in the eye, Gao Zhuang shrunk back: "Thank you brother for being merciful. In the future, when we see you in the company, we will walk around."

"There's no need to walk in circles, just shout at Brother Fann."

Lin Fann threw away the stick in his hand and sat down on the chair. "I'll give you three minutes to clean up here. I have to go to work."

"Yes, yes. I'll pack now."

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