After those words, the crowd around couldn't help but stifle their laughter, and Wang Xiaoyu was so furious that her lungs were about to explode. She gave Wang Jie a furious glare, her eyes full of anger.
As the head of security, she, Wang Xiaoyu, was well aware of what the job entailed; didn't she know it was a complete joke?
At this point, Wang Xiaoyu, with a face full of rage, directly grabbed Wang Jie's collar on the spot.
"I'm giving you one more chance to rephrase yourself. Do you want me to be your personal bodyguard or not?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Wang Jie instinctively swallowed his saliva, and everyone else felt a suffocating tension, not daring to even breathe loudly.
However, just then, a commotion suddenly erupted from downstairs. The next second, a sound like the squealing of a pig gasping for breath could be heard all the way up on the twelfth floor.
