Ning Fan frowned as he watched Zhao Hairong's shrewish actions, feeling slightly displeased.
Just then, Zhu Xuetao, who had hurried over upon hearing the news, stepped in front of the two and said to Ning Fan in a low voice, "Brother Ning, let me handle this matter."
Ning Fan nodded and pulled Lan Kexin back a few steps.
Zhu Xuetao was no longer the former captain of the security team; he had risen to the post of Security Minister. In principle, he had the authority to intervene in any physical contact and conflict within the entire corporation.
"Minister Zhao, what's going on here? Could you explain it to me?"
Zhu Xuetao addressed Zhao Hairong with a proper attitude; after all, she was the head of the Public Relations Department. Even with Ning Fan's backing, it was not prudent for Zhu to be excessively partial in handling the situation.
"Slap!"
A slap, sharp and clear!
It landed directly on Zhu Xuetao's face!
