"What gives you the right to hit someone?"
With one hand covering his face, Qiao De looked at Jin'an with both anger and confusion.
The person who had previously treated him with courtesy had now laid hands on him.
Qiao En was even more shocked; she never expected the always emotionally restrained Jin'an to lose control like this.
"Director Zhou, please go back to your office first."
Qiao En reached out to push Jin'an.
In a company like this, there were many gossips.
Some senior executives had not left the meeting room yet and were now craning their necks to watch the commotion as Jin'an hit Qiao De.
"Apologize!"
Jin'an shouted fiercely.
His handsome face was livid, his body wrapped in a cold air, yet the fury kept burning right above his head.
"Why should I apologize to her? She's just a secretary, nothing but a gofer."
The words were spoken in a low voice, but Qiao En heard them.
So did Jin'an.
"Slap!"
Another slap landed on Qiao De's face.
