"What's the meaning of this? Can't I come to see my own wife? Could it possibly be that you own this company? Believe it or not, I'll have my wife fire you on the spot!"
Chen Feng, with an eye-rolling look of utter entitlement, was ranting loudly at the entrance.
The shorter security guard didn't step forward. Seeing Chen Feng's righteous indignation, he hesitated for a moment, but his doubts vanished as soon as he took in Chen Feng's attire. Could this guy, dressed in clothes that looked like they were picked up from a street stall and wrinkled to boot, possibly be President Lin's husband? If that was true, then he, Lin Dabao, would eat the stun baton.
"Kid, this isn't a place where you can throw a tantrum. If you continue spouting nonsense and say things that tarnish President Lin's reputation, believe it or not, I'll beat you so bad you'll be scrambling on the ground!" The shorter security guard drew his stun baton and surrounded him.
