Xu Yang had just returned to the company not long ago.
A luxuriously dressed young man, accompanied by two men in black suits, entered the company and approached the reception desk, his face full of arrogance as he commanded, "Take me to see Xu Yang!"
The receptionist politely said, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"
The young man, still with an arrogant face, replied, "For me to see him is his honor. What appointment? Hurry up and show the way!"
The receptionist responded, "I'm sorry, sir, but without an appointment, I can't take you to our President Xu."
The young man's expression turned cold, and he slapped the receptionist across the face, shouting angrily, "Damn it, when I tell you to show the way, just do it. Stop wasting words, or I'll bust your mouth!"
"How can you hit people?!" The receptionist, covering her stinging cheek, was both shocked and angry.
