The two shameless officers at the reception desk, one of the Beizhen Xuanwu Army, were all about to go to heaven.

They are fearless!

I’m sorry, you, a woman, dare not resist!

No one in the devil can be rude to the family!

Han Biwei gritted her teeth and had been doing public relations vases for many years, but she was used to enduring humiliation.

Just as I was thinking about compromise, a sound of footsteps came.

Chen Qingzhi appeared at the door, followed by Wu Tian and the personal guards.

"What's wrong? Why was the meeting cancelled?"

He came to inspect the work, and he also thought that Han Biwei would control such a large silver alliance on the first day to cheer her up.

Who knew that I saw this scene when I came in.

Han Biwei lowered her head in shame.

The two receptionists became more and more arrogant: "Who are you? Why are you making trouble? Our leader is still waiting for the beautiful Korean to greet you!"

Chen Qingzhi's eyes flashed and he waved to the security staff.

The security captain of the Yin League came from Dongjian and quickly reported the situation.

Chen Qingzhi raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "What is your responsibility?"

The security captain was ashamed: "I am ordered to protect all employees of the Jinque Yin League!"

"So what?" Chen Qingzhi's tone was plain: "What's this?"

"I know I'm wrong!" The security captain held his energy and roared angrily: "Catch me someone, arrest me!"

The security guards were already very angry. They rushed in like wolves and tigers, kicking the two officers to the ground with one kick, and then twisted in front of Chen Qingzhi.

The two officers screamed: "You're finished, you're dead. We're from the Military Reception Office. Listen, you're really finished!"

Just a few words repeatedly, without any creativity.

Chen Qingzhi sat down coldly and asked Han Biwei to come over.

"Give them ten slaps!" The man's tone was terrifying.

Han Biwei was uneasy: "But they are..."

"Twenty! Do you fight?"

"Sir, I..."

"Thirty slaps in the face, and you can't even do this, you can get out. I don't need such an incompetent president!"

Han Biwei was stimulated, turned around, swung her arm, and slapped her in the face.

In the end, my hands were swollen.

The two men, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, had lost their pride, and were now crying and begging for mercy.

Chen Qingzhi then stood up and looked at Han Biwei with a pale face.

Han Biwei became more and more ashamed: "Sorry, sir, I disappoint you."

"It's not disappointment, you are not domineering enough. Being the president of the Golden Que Silver Alliance, you must be like Jingjing, fearless!" Chen Qingzhi said, gently lifting the woman's chin and looking at the redness and swelling on her face.

"Don't suffer any grievances in the future, this makes me too embarrassed!" I still had a plain and domineering tone, but also a little care.

Han Biwei's heart was filled with heat.

"Take Mr. Han to have a rest and continue the meeting. Leave it here to me!"

Dong Jian'an protected Han Biwei and left.

The door to the lounge is closed.

Two reception officers with bruised noses and swollen faces were lying there humming.

"Military headquarters, reception? What a great power!" Chen Qingzhi kicked her with a kick: "Which leader do you want to welcome?"

"Yes, it's the company manager of the Xuanwu Army in Beizhen!"

Hum? Chen Qingzhi frowned: "People from the Lian family? Then what so-called leader asked you to come?"

"Yes, when the leader saw President Han's photo, he said he was a big beauty and wanted our President Han to accompany him..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Qingzhi was furious, raised his leather shoes and stepped on the guy's hand.

With a click, the fingers shattered.

"Military headquarters? Lian family? Let Gongsun Jian come over immediately!"

Ye Wudao from the personal guard hurriedly took out his dedicated confidential mobile phone.

Chen Qing was still angry: "Let him come here within ten minutes!"
Chapter completed!