Good luck in the city

Chapter 157 It's hard to tell!

Fighting Cat Company, conference room.

Mr. Zhang sat down on the chair dejectedly. He had no solution to the current predicament.

Their company relies on the live broadcast of fighting cats to maintain normal operation.

Once Doumao is blocked, they will not only lose the rewards from the viewers, but also compensate those anchors a huge amount of money for breaking the contract.

He can't wait to kill Lin Qiang now, because yesterday, he received a mysterious text message.

The text message stated that the reason why their company fell into what it is today was entirely caused by Lin Qiang.

A few days ago, Lin Qiang followed his order to ask Yang Lin'er out to meet.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lin'er didn't make an appointment, and Lin Qiang was inexplicably injured and hospitalized.

At the time, he thought it was amazing how he could be injured so badly when he asked an anchor to meet him.

Thinking about it later, Lin Qiang definitely did something shameful.

That's why the anchor couldn't bear it anymore. Not only was he beaten to the hospital, but the company was also implicated.

Today, Lin Qiang came to report to Mr. Zhang.

As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Zhang found out that it was him, and immediately picked up the cup in his hand and threw it at him.
"You fucking have the face to come back! Why don't you die? Look at what you've done! You've bankrupted the company!"

Lin Qiang was beaten to the point of having plastic surgery, but he still felt wronged.

After all, he was doing business for the company, so it was considered a work-related injury.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the company, it was fine if the leader didn't give him a reward, but he even threw the glass at himself.

At this time, I heard Mr. Zhang's accusation again, and my temper suddenly came up.

He dropped the document in his hand and yelled: "Damn it, I sweated and bled for the company, I was injured all over, and I'm so mad at you, who do you think you are, to pay me wages?" Is it amazing? Does Lao Tzu deserve to be bullied by you?"

Seeing that Lin Qiang dared to talk back, Mr. Zhang was even more angry.

He directly picked up the stapler beside him and smashed it hard at his head!
"Damn you, you fucked up the company and got it shut down! You came here to play wild with me, who the fuck do you think you are? You're just a dog raised by me! Damn you, fuck me, how far can you go? How far!"

Lin Qiang gritted his teeth and let the blood flow from his forehead.

He said gloomyly: "You can leave if you want me, you have to reimburse me for my treatment and pay me another three months' wages, otherwise, we'll never end!"

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he sneered, "You fucking ruined the company like this, and you still want the company to reimburse you for the treatment? Then pay you three months' salary? Are you fucking out of your mind?"

Lin Qiang snorted coldly, showing a sinister expression, "Let me see, you are the one who got into the water, right? Believe it or not, I will expose the mess between you and the female anchor right now, and see what your wife thinks." ?”

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he immediately calmed down.

He stared at Lin Qiang, as if there was a cold light hidden in his eyes!

After a while, he picked up a pen on the table and slowly walked towards Lin Qiang.

Mr. Zhang is nearly fifty years old, so he was not the opponent of Lin Qiang who was in his thirties.

But Lin Qiang had just been discharged from the hospital with a serious injury, and his body was rather weak, so the two of them were evenly matched.

Mr. Zhang approached him slowly, and suddenly pierced the pen.

Seeing this, Lin Qiang subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

How could a body of flesh and blood be an opponent of sharp metal?

The sharp tip of the pen pierced Lin Qiang's palm directly, and blood flowed out immediately.

He let out a cry of pain, and quickly backed away.

"Cao Nima, do you want to kill someone?" Lin Qiang howled angrily while clutching his bleeding palm.

Mr. Zhang's eyes were red, and he said with a ferocious face: "I didn't want to do anything to you today, but you are the one who f---ing yourself to death, so you can't blame me!"

As he spoke, he picked up the pen again and stabbed at Lin Qiang fiercely.

Lin Qiang didn't dare to be careless, and didn't dare to reach out to block it, so he hurriedly dodged.

Mr. Zhang has not exercised all year round, and he is obese.

Suddenly, his feet staggered, he couldn't control his center of gravity, and fell forward by himself.

As a result, when he fell to the ground, by mistake, the pen suddenly changed its direction and aimed at his chest!
Mr. Zhang couldn't control his body, his fat body fell down, and the sharp pen point directly pierced his heart!
Mr. Zhang fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and soon became silent!

Looking at all this, Lin Qiang was stunned, and his mind froze immediately.

His breathing became heavy, and he called out tentatively, "Mr. Zhang?"

However, Mr. Zhang died long ago, lying motionless on the ground.

Lin Qiang shouted a few more words, but there was still no response.

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

He bent down and turned Mr. Zhang over.

Suddenly, a large puddle of blood gushed out from his chest.

"Dead?" Lin Qiang's face turned pale, his hands trembled unceasingly, what should we do?
At present, he is the only one in the office. If someone finds out, who else is the murderer besides him?

If the police come, even if he jumps into the Yellow River, he won't be able to clean up!
"By the way, leave now!" He murmured with trembling lips.

At this time, a female secretary just happened to come in to report the latest progress of the matter to Mr. Zhang.

Suddenly, he saw Mr. Zhang lying in a pool of blood with a pen stuck in his body.

immediately screamed,

"Ah! Dead! Mr. Zhang is dead! Come on!"

Suddenly, with a whoosh, people from the entire company rushed to the door of the office.

They looked at Lin Qiang who was stunned in place, and Mr. Zhang who was lying on the ground, with shock on their faces.

There is no doubt that apart from Lin Qiang, there is no other murderer!

"Fuck, what happened? Lin Qiang actually killed Mr. Zhang?"

"Is it Lin Qiang?"

"Nonsense, there are only the two of them in the office, who else is there?"

"Why did he kill Mr. Zhang?"

"They seemed to be arguing just now. Mr. Zhang asked Lin Qiang to resign, and Lin Qiang demanded reimbursement of medical expenses and compensation for three months' wages."

"Then Mr. Zhang refused to pay compensation, so he became murderous?"

"Sigh, I really know people, know faces, but don't know my heart. I didn't expect that Lin Qiang usually looks gentle and elegant, but I didn't expect that he was such a cruel and merciless person!"

"The company is like this, and Lin Qiang is still making trouble. It's really not a thing."

"Call 110 quickly, the murderer cannot be let go!" someone shouted.

Lin Qiang couldn't tell, and just wanted to leave immediately.

However, he was blocked in the office by colleagues from the company and could not get out.

Things have come to this point, even if the murderer is not him, the police will judge that he has a motive for killing based on the previous conflict between the two and the confession of the company employees who heard their quarrel.

Lin Qiang tried his best to run out like crazy, and rushed out desperately.

"Damn it! You want to run away after killing someone?"

"Brothers, catch him quickly, don't let him escape!"

"Tie him up with tape! Don't let him move, wait for the police to come!"

Lin Qiang was firmly held down by several male colleagues and tied up with tape, unable to move at all, let alone run away.

After a while, the siren sounded.

The police rushed up and took Lin Qiang away...

(End of this chapter)