Strongest Guard

These six words could completely represent the main purpose of the Chief's visit to the Kaihuang Group Assessment this time.    

The police chief was definitely one of the most trusted aides of the gold zone, and one of the most important members of the direct line of descent.    

It was said that when they found out that Young Master Jin had been beaten to a pulp, Kang's reaction was even more intense than that of the gold district. If it wasn't for someone dragging them along, they might have brought someone to Yue Zitong's house that night — people couldn't help but wonder who exactly was Young Master Jin's father in the gold district.    

According to Kang's intention, he wanted Yue Zitong to be brought before the court. He wanted her to suffer justice together with the assailant and to be punished severely with a notary.    

However, he was stopped by the gold sector.    

No one knew better than Gold District. If his precious son was really going to sue Yue Zitong, let's not talk about whether he would win. His son's previous troubles would probably all be exposed. If that happens, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.    

He hoped that this matter could be settled privately. As long as Yue Zitong could give him a fair amount of compensation, it would be equivalent to thirty to fifty million yuan. Big boss, was this little money still called money?    

He could let bygones be bygones. In any case, his son was already crippled. So what if he killed the assailant?    

It would be better to have more money, which could be considered as Young Master Jin's living expenses for the rest of his life.    

It had to be said that it was realistic and rational to be able to handle matters like this in the gold zone. That was why he had taken the initiative to call Yue Zitong and ask for an explanation.    

But what made the Golden District angry was that Yue Zitong's reaction was so forceful. Not only did she refuse to admit her mistakes, she even said that her son was asking for a beating. The next time he was in her hands, he would become a eunuch!    

This is the typical way to not care about face. How can a small businessman like you have the guts to go against the real power of the leaders of your jurisdiction?    

Do you really think that having two stinky money is something no one dares to offend?    

Alright, let's wait and see!    

Because of Yue Zitong's toughness, in the afternoon of that day, the relevant department called to inform them of Kaihuang Group's arrival. After a few more days of meticulous planning, only then did Chief Kang personally lead a team to come and check the accounts.    

When Lee Nanfang came in, Chief Kang was still feeling troubled over the clean account with his Kaihuang Group. He was still blabbering on and on over there. He really didn't have any eyesight, so he slammed the table and told him to scram.    

Until the pain in his cheek and the stars in his eyes, Director Kang didn't believe that someone would slap him in the face while he was doing his job.    

"I'm going against you, I'm going against you, you f * cking dared to hit me!"    

Chief Kang was stunned for a long while before he roared and glared at the top of his lungs.    

Pa! A vicious slap sent him spinning three times on the spot before he plopped down on a chair.    

Everyone in the Finance Department was dumbfounded. They looked at Lee Nanfang like he was a monster and thought he was crazy.    

Otherwise, how could he dare to beat the bureau in public?    

"If your mouth is so dirty, I'll kill you!"    

With a ripping sound, Lee Nanfang ripped open the buttons on his shirt, revealing the tattoo on his chest. He had a scary evil grin on his face, like a wolf staring at a bloody police.    

The tattoo on Lee Nanfang's face clearly told everyone: "I am a fugitive, I will do what I say. I don't care who the fuck you are."    

There were at least a dozen staff members who had followed him to the Finance Department. However, no one dared to stand out and confront Lee Nanfang. They all looked at him in a daze and remained silent.    

He was very clear on this principle, and endured the rage of wanting to destroy the entire world. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face miraculously regained its calm. He turned around to look at the staff members, and said lightly: "What are you all looking at, you're not working anymore?"    

Only then did Big Boss awaken from his stupor and quickly resumed his work.    

However, it was obvious that everyone's attention was no longer on the account books.    

"That's more like it. If you have something to say, just say it properly."    

Lee Nanfang smiled in satisfaction and asked the stunned Glasses-man, "Sister, help me check if there's any salary for this month."    

"Ah, oh, wait a moment."    

The bespectacled girl nodded again and again. She took the salary payment form and asked with a trembling voice, "May I ask, what is your name?"    

"Jack, Mu Zili, Northern Yan Fei, Nanfang, specially recruited by the company for the release of his sentence."    

Lee Nanfang didn't mind repeating what he was called, his background and the company's position: "Driver of the car class, he only came to work this month on 1st."    

After hearing him introduce himself as someone who had completed his sentence, the Kang Bureau's lips twitched a few times. The others also suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder he's so fierce, hitting someone without a word. He's a scum who's just released."    

The bespectacled girl did not think Lee Nanfang was scum at all. If it wasn't for the tattoo on his chest looking scary, she might have liked him a lot. From the bottom of her heart, she admired him for slapping so hard on the mouth.    

Mr. Lee was in the small car class, so he should be easy to find.    

However, the bespectacled girl searched a few times but still couldn't find his name. Just as she raised her head to say something, she saw an impatient expression on Lee Nanfang's face and lowered her head to search carefully.    

Lee Nanfang said: "What, no my name?"    

"No, no."    

The bespectacled girl nodded in a flurry. Then, she remembered something and explained, "You … You only came to work on the first of the month. The salary —"    

Just as she said that, a young woman walked out of the finance department's office, "Little Wang, stop checking, Li Wei and Mr. Lee are no longer our employees."    

"What?"    

Lee Nanfang was stunned and looked up.    

Director Zhang was afraid that this brat would make a fuss over her, so he quickly lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I know about this. Last Friday afternoon, Director Yue specifically asked the HR department to cancel your employment contract."    

After all this time, I was already expelled last Friday?    

Lee Nanfang blinked and felt embarrassed.    

He didn't think that Director Zhang was lying, because with his aunt's bad temper, it was normal for her to fire him after being scolded by his father. It was laughable that he even eagerly came to the Finance Department to ask for wages and borrow money.    

How shameful, this was truly embarrassing.    

"Then, then you guys continue being busy, I'll be going. "Damn it, to dare to expel me without making a sound, you sure are tired of living."    

Lee Nanfang threw out a few harsh words, turned around and walked to the door, then turned back with a smile and said, "Don't send me off, don't send me off. I can't bear to part like this."    

Who would miss you?    

Director Zhang and the others looked at each other, then looked at Bureau Chief Kang with sympathy, "Brother Kang, I'm afraid that this slap was made in vain."    

"All of you, work!"    

When Lee Nanfang arrived at the elevator, he could still hear Commissioner Kang's angry roar.    

However, he didn't care. He had to find Yue Zitong. Why did she expel him without any warning, causing him to lose an adult? Would he still have the face to meet his colleagues in the future?    

There were also people in the CEO's office. Several people in uniform were holding a stack of photos, explaining with a serious expression that this was the consumer who suffered from an adverse reaction after using Kaihuang Group cosmetics. They represented the masses and asked Director Yue to give an explanation.    

Yue Zitong's face was calm and businesslike. Every word she said was a standard diplomatic statement. We will pay attention to the product quality. If it was a question of product quality, the victim will be heavily compensated until they are satisfied.    

Min Rou was standing in front of her desk, frowning with a look of worry on her face.    

Someone pushed the door open at this moment. It was likely to be reporting an urgent matter to Director Yue, so there was nothing strange about this. The staff did not mind and temporarily stopped their conversation.    

However, that person's next action caused that big guy to be stunned, because he actually pointed at the door and said stiffly, "Except for Yue Zitong, everyone else can get lost! "Oh, Secretary Min is leaving us for the time being."    

Who is this person, daring to tell us to scram?    

Moments later, the staff finally understood what was going on. The leader raised his hand and was about to slam the table, but Lee Nanfang slapped the table first just as he was about to shout out his impudence.    

A mahogany table with a glass of water rattling and a desktop computer rebooting.    

Before he could finish, the person pulled open his blue shirt, revealing all the tattoos on his body. He shouted angrily, "Who the hell dares to fart? To tell you the truth, I was released from prison last month. Just a moment ago, at the Finance Department, he gave that fatty a tight slap! "    

"Lee Nanfang, what are you doing?"    

Before the big guy could understand what was going on, Yue Zitong suddenly stood up from her chair. With a frosty expression, she berated sternly.    

"What are you doing? "Hmph, Yue Zitong, you know it in your heart."    

Lee Nanfang sneered, "You fired me last Friday, right?"    

Director Yue answered firmly: "Yes, so what?"    

"Just to ask, why are you expelling me?"    

Lee Nanfang took off his shirt and threw it on the sofa. He raised his arms and lit up the flesh all over his body, showing the Sun God tattooed on his back to others. He pointed at Yue Zitong and said, "Today, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, then don't even think about working."    

"Anyway, laozi had just released it, and I miss the feeling of prison food very much. I was worrying about how I should go back."    

Lee Nanfang looked at those staff members whose faces had changed greatly and said in an extremely hateful manner: "This is a good opportunity. I wonder which kind person is good enough to give me a chance to go back?"    

No one was a good person. After seeing Lee Nanfang reveal his valiant character, the few staff decided not to interfere in this matter.    

Everyone came to Kaihuang Group to pick a bone, not to provoke a fugitive, so they had to be clear about this point. Work was for the country, and one's body would be in pain, but they themselves would have to suffer.    

Didn't this scum say that he had already slapped the face of a certain fatty in the Finance Department?    

"Director Yue, let's temporarily hide."    

The leader of the staff didn't wait for Yue Zitong to say anything and hurriedly left with his underlings.    

Min Rou looked at the wide-eyed Director Yue, then looked at Lee Nanfang, whose face was filled with the aura of a ruffian, and felt that it would be best if she could avoid him.    

The moment the door closed, the ruffian look on Lee Nanfang's face disappeared as he said with a flattering smile: "Aunt, my performance just now was pretty good, wasn't it?"