Back home, the two did not talk about anything else, and each took a bath and went to sleep.
The next day when he woke up, Shen Lang lightly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and stretched his body.
Su Ruoxue coincidentally came downstairs, wearing an OL uniform, outlining a charming curve. Her eyes were a little red, it was obvious that she did not sleep well last night.
Shen Lang happened to also come out of the bedroom, and Su Ruoxue greeted and said, "Time is still early, you can sleep later."
"You mind me, don't get in the way." Su Ruoxue grunted, sidestepped and walked into the bathroom.
A big man at home, she was still a little uncomfortable.
Shen Lang was also too lazy to make a fool of himself, and after the two of them washed up, they went to the company in succession.
The First People's Hospital of Huahai City.
Inside a certain ward.
Zhang Wenzhi was lying on the hospital bed, his face black as the bottom of a pot.
Yesterday, he was dunked by Shen Lang, and after being sent to the hospital, he was diagnosed with severe alcohol poisoning, and even his head almost went out.
Fortunately, the doctors did their best to rescue him, and he was not left with any after-effects.
Although the alcohol in his body had been removed, Zhang Wenzhi was still dizzy and could not get out of bed.
"Shen Lang, old me*!" Zhang Wenzhi cursed, his face grimacing.
He had wanted to properly make Shen Lang make a fool of himself in front of Su Ruoxue, but it turned out that he had been reduced to a laughing stock instead.
Zhang Wenzhi was near frantic, he had never made such a fool of himself, his hatred towards Shen Lang rose to a level that he could not wait to stab that little white boy to death!
"Boss, you're looking for me." The door of the ward was pushed open, a man in a suit walked up quickly and said respectfully at Zhang Wenzhi.
"Did you find out the identity of that Shen Lang kid?" Zhang Wenzhi asked in a hurry.
"Checked out, that kid is the new PR manager of Aya International Fashion Company, or he applied for the job yesterday." The man in the suit immediately said.
"PR Department Manager?" Zhang Wenzhi first stared blankly, then revealed a face of violence, "Damn, Su Ruoxue that bitchy woman pretended to be pure with Laozi before, but she still didn't secretly adopt a little white boy. You guys now hurry up and grab this kid called Shen Lang for me, I'm going to teach him a good lesson!"
"Yes, boss."
Arriving at the downstairs of Aya International Building, the time was only seven o'clock, Su Ruoxue was already used to coming to the company so early.
"Good day, Mr Su!" Just walking through the door, the two security guards took the lead in greeting.
Su Ruoxue nodded her head.
"Good day, Mr Su!"
All the way down, a group of employees greeted Su Ruoxue with formal faces.
A group of beautifully dressed women, usually very godly management, when they saw Su Ruoxue, they all one by one couldn't help but lower their heads, nodding their heads, with a formal face.
As the president, Su Ruoxue's aura was still very amazing. In the Aya Group staff's heart, Su Ruoxue is a goddess, with a strong attitude, acting decisively, very business-minded, is the object of worship and respect of the staff.
Su Ruoxue got on the lift, arrived at the top floor, and walked into the president's office as usual.
About ten minutes later, Shen Lang also took a taxi to the company. This had only just begun working, and Shen Lang was hoping for a payday, because if he went on like this, he was almost out of money even for a taxi.
Just as he got out of the taxi and walked towards the company building, a large van whizzed by and stopped by the road.
Shen Lang's eyes flashed a cold aura, as a top killer's insight, he clearly felt a hostile intent, he was being watched.
Sure enough, the van door opened and immediately walked out five muscular fierce men wearing black vests.
"Kid, are you Shen Lang?" A bald fierce man at the head of the group pointed at Shen Lang with a ferocious look.
"Brother Mang, it's this kid!" A muscle man next to him came forward and said.
Shen Lang said nonchalantly, "I am Shen Lang, what are you looking for me for?"
The bald man called Brother Mang came forward and smiled at Shen Lang, "Kid, quickly come with us."
Shen Lang did not feel a little funny, calmly said, "Why do you want me to go with you guys?"
"Kid, if you don't want to get punched, or advise you to be obedient!" Brother Mang roared.
Shen Lang laughed coldly, "Is that so? Haha, in fact, I'm a person who will still be reasonable, and I don't quite want to use my fists as a last resort in everything."
"Don't pretend, because your fists are not hard enough."
Shen Lang grinned, "Wrong, because if I move my fists, I will ... not be in control myself."
As soon as the words fell, those fierce men froze.
The minions of the mixed road are basically some nervous guys, fighting and chopping people especially skilful, but the culture is not good, so in the ability to understand the language to be a beat slower than others.
This kid means that his fists are harder than theirs?
After pondering clearly, Brother Mang could not help but sigh in his heart, this cultured person pretending to be different.
Brother Mang hurriedly put this way of pretending to be a bully deep in his brain, thinking that he could use it in the future.
"Yoho, kid, you're very good at pretending, but I'll soon make you a fool!" Mighty Brother laughed, and instructed the several minions beside him, "Firstly, beat this kid up severely, then arrest him and take him away!"
A few muscular fierce men surrounded up unkindly, and their mouths emitted conspiratorial smiles.
One of the muscular men directly threw out a slap towards Shen Lang, fiercely hitting towards his face.
Shen Lang's face was expressionless, and his eyes quickly grabbed the man's fist and pulled it.
"Ka-ching!"
With a crunching sound, the man's arm was directly ripped off by Shen Lang, and a ghostly scream came out of his mouth.
"Screw him!" The other muscular man kicked a flying kick, ruthlessly kicking at Shen Lang's waist.
Shen Lang was too lazy to dodge.
"Thud!" The muffled sound.
The dude who kicked Shen Lang sucked in a mouthful of cold air, and the huge pain coming from his leg almost made him fall down.
He felt that Shen Lang's waist was simply as hard as a rock!
"Shit, is this still human?" The dude was confused.
Shen Lang slowly stepped forward and threw a straight punch, hitting the bridge of the man's nose.
With a "pop" sound, the man's nose bled and he directly fainted.
"Rubbish, quickly screw him!" Brother Mang roared with hatred.
It was a pity that in less than half a minute, Shen Lang easily solved the five strong men, clapping his hands as if it was as simple as eating and drinking water.
"Crap, how is this possible?"
Brother Mang's scalp was numb, this kid's hands were too good, right?
After Shen Lang knocked down these gangsters, he stepped closer towards the leader, Brother Mang.
Although Brother Mang's IQ is not high, but also know that he wants to run is unlikely, and that is also too embarrassing, can only fight.
He just didn't believe that this kid was really that powerful.
"Die for me!"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Brother Mang's eyes, and he swung his hammer-like fist and ruthlessly smashed towards Shen Lang's head.