Jiang Yuanyuan saw Liu Han suddenly make a move, her face changed drastically, and without thinking, she rushed forward.
The job hadn't come easily, she hadn't considered the consequences of stepping in, but she didn't want to lose this job and the company's trust in her because of this incident.
"What are you doing?"
Zhang Xian stood up, pulled Jiang Yuanyuan back, grabbed the chair that was being thrown at him, and sneered, "Bro, are you trying to pick a fight?"
"Damn..."
Liu Han tried to pull the chair out of Zhang Xian's hand two times, and after failing, he swore, "Kid, let go. You're pissing me off. It won't do you any good."
"Ungrateful bastard."
Zhang Xian released his grip on the chair, then kicked Liu Han in the stomach.
"Damn..."
Liu Han didn't know what happened, he just felt a sharp pain in his stomach. The next moment, he was flying through the air and hitting the wall behind him.
