Chapter 7: Live up to the beauty and live up to the Qing

Chapter VII Lives Up to the Beauty

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other, and someone suppressed their voice and said in shock: "It's the silver tiger by God's side. Why is he coming to our company?"

"I heard that Yinhu's younger brother Sanhu was beaten by Zhuo Bufan. It is estimated that he came to settle the account."

"Oh, I actually offended Yinhu. I heard that Yinhu once hit the underground black fist. Now this kid is miserable."

Everyone is unfamiliar with Zhuo Bufan, especially when he has become a stubbornly beautiful president. Now that he is approached by Silver Tiger, he naturally gloats for misfortune.

Zhuo Bufan looked at each other, and a chill flashed in his eyes and said solemnly: "I am Zhuo Bufan, are you looking for something to do with me?"

"You hurt my brother Sanhu? It looks like a little white face. I really can't figure out that he was beaten by you. Now you are willing to kowtow and admit your mistake. I only need one arm to forgive you!" Yinhu's face was fierce. Expressions.

They acted rampantly and arrogantly. Even the timid women in the office were so scared that they were so scared. Everyone lived a normal life, and they always required other people's lines of an arm, which can only be seen in movies.

Gao Xiaomei's pretty face was pale, weak and weak: "Yes, or I'll call the police."

"It's useless to call the police against these people, let me deal with it." Zhuo Bufan gave her a relieved smile and stood up.

Gao Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, the greasy and sensitive woman was very careful. Just now he felt a kind of calmness and self-confidence from Zhuo Bufan's smile.

"You have a kind, I heard that you can fight well, but are you sure you want to do it with me?" Yinhu said with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's not just an arm to do it with me."

Ma Tsai, who was standing next to him, followed with a smile and said, "This guy is an idiot. He actually wants to fight with the silver tiger boss. The silver tiger boss once hit the underground black punch. I don't know how many fighters beat the disabled."

Yinhu squeezed his fists and crackled, and sneered: "I have fought black fists, 21 wins and 9 losses, and defeated twelve people. The power of my fist can reach 100 kilograms. Do you want to fight with me?"

"A punch is only a hundred kilograms of power, is it powerful?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said calmly.

"How dare to speak generously in front of me. One hundred kilograms has surpassed the power of ordinary people and is close to the power of professional boxers." Yinhu stared at Zhuo Bufan with wide eyes.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: "Even if it is a professional boxer, a heavyweight boxer like Tyson is vulnerable in front of me."

"Extremely arrogant!" Yinhu was completely angered, with blue veins knotted on his arm, and a straight fist hit his face with both speed and strength, as if he was going to be smashed like a watermelon.

"Ah!" Gao Xiaomei and some women closed their eyes in shock.

Zhuo Bufan punched out at the same time. The speed was not fast, and it felt light and fluttering. With a bang, the two fists slammed into each other.

"Kha!" The naked eye could see that the bones of Yinhu's arm were broken directly, and his body stepped back a few steps before he could stand firmly, pinching his broken arm, his face pale in pain.

"Master Tiger!"

"Master Tiger, what's wrong with you?"

A few gangsters immediately surrounded themselves. The needle drop in the meeting room was audible. Everyone opened their mouths and eyes wide. Apart from shock, there was only shock. Zhuo Bufan's light punch actually smashed Yinhu's arm. .

Yinhu's heart was even more shocked, and a huge wave appeared: "This guy must have used Anjin just now, otherwise it is impossible to break his arm. Which one of the masters of Anjin in Qingzhou is not a guest of wealthy people? I didn't expect this. Actually kicked the iron plate this time."

Zhuo Buran stood proudly behind his back with his hands on his back, calmly said: "I interrupt your arm, are you convinced?"

After hesitating, Yinhu knew that it was easy to kill him with Zhuo's extraordinary means, and endured the pain and said, "I, I take it."

The few gangsters who followed Yinhu looked at each other and saw an incredible look in each other's eyes. Yinhu is not that kind of soft persimmon, and even if he loses, he will not easily admit defeat.

Yinhu couldn't tell the pain in his heart, and his strength was not as good as others. He saw a bone-chewing icy cold from Zhuo Bufan's eyes, which was a kind of chill he had never felt before, completely afraid of the man in front of him.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him lightly: "Now, you can roll."

Ma Tsai hurriedly helped him up, and ran out of the conference room with his tail tucked away.

Zhou Wei squeezed the signature pen in his hand, lowered his head and gritted his teeth. The executives in other departments looked at each other. They were ridiculing Zhuo Bufan just now, but they didn’t expect Zhuo Bufan to be so powerful, completely inconsistent with the image of “worry” .

"Okay, continue with the meeting." Zhuo Bufan sat down again, as if nothing happened just now.

Everyone in the conference room witnessed the scene just now. The shock on their faces has not completely disappeared. In addition to the shock, there is also a deep fear spreading in their hearts.

"Manager Huang, talk about the situation in the marketing department." Zhuo Bufan looked at a middle-aged man who was a little bald.

His name is Huang Guoqing, 40 years old, the veteran of Tianmei Group, who is in the company's department. He was cold-eyed with Zhuo Bufan just now, but now he quickly wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, stuttering:

"Mr. Table, the marketing department is now fiercely competitive, and the three-month sales have fallen by 30%."

Zhuo Bufan nodded calmly, looked at a woman and said, "Director Xu, what's the situation of the product development department?"

The woman is about 35 or 6 years old, dressed in a strong and colorful dress, and hesitates:

"The new product of the development department has recently encountered a bottleneck, and it will be a little later than the expected development time."

"How long will it be late?"

"One, more than a month."

Zhuo Bufan frowned. The marketing and development department of a company is the most important department. If the new product developed by the development department is postponed, it will not only cost money, but also miss the best time to sell.

"Manager Zhou, the Transportation Department is under your jurisdiction, is there any problem?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes fell on Zhou Wei.

Zhou Wei reacted, looking at him unnaturally and said:

"There is no problem with the Department of Transportation. The incoming source materials are all on the way."

"The company is a leaf, and I don't want anyone in the company to have ghosts." Zhuo Bufan's eyes slowly swept away from the crowd and said: "If anyone wants to make trouble, I will definitely not let him go."

Zhou Wei looked at Zhuo Bufan and gritted his teeth hard. In his reflection, Zhuo Bufan was a complete hanging silk. His vigorous appearance made him very unhappy.

After understanding, Zhuo Bufan just stood up, turned and left the meeting room alone, leaving everyone with a lonely and straight back.

"Yeba, after all, I failed you in the last life. In this life, when I come back, I will definitely live up to the beauty." Zhuo Bufan said in his heart.