My Ares Son-in-Law

In Xiao Chen's eyes, no matter how top-notch a beauty is, she can be simply divided into two types: one is an acquaintance, the other is a stranger, and there is nothing else.

Xiao Chen continued to walk towards the inside of the company. Along the way, his impression of Dadao Company gradually became clear. This company was indeed as he knew it before, giving people a sense of formality and order. It was not the messy atmosphere he imagined, but each department was well organized.

However, after careful observation, Xiao Chen also found some problems. Although these departments all had signs, only a few were actually in operation, and most were just in name only.

The only place that seemed relatively busy was the marketing department. There were many people gathered there, busy shuttling between various documents and phone calls, and taking on various employment tasks. These tasks might be the main source of income for Dadao Company, and also the foundation for them to gain a foothold in this fiercely competitive market.

However, for Xiao Chen, these had little to do with the purpose of his visit. He did not pay much attention to them, but walked straight to the manager's office.

He did not knock on the door, but with an unquestionable attitude, he pushed the door open and walked in. There were about ten people sitting in the office. They seemed to be sitting around a large conference table for a meeting, but the atmosphere was quite casual, without the formality and restraint of a traditional conference room.

Among this group of people, some sat on the ground casually, as if they didn't care at all about the dust and coolness on the ground; some stood there with their hands in their pockets, with a bit of unruly look in their eyes; others sat leisurely on the large sofa with their legs crossed high, as if they didn't care much about the meeting; some even sat directly on the table with their feet dangling in the air, looking particularly unruly.

The whole office was filled with smoke, and almost everyone had a lit cigarette in their hands. The air was filled with the choking smell of smoke and a faint smell of tar. This scene was very different from the formal business meeting that Xiao Chen had imagined. Instead, it was more like a gathering of friends in their spare time.

However, when Xiao Chen pushed open the door and strode into the office, the originally lively atmosphere froze instantly. Almost everyone stopped what they were doing, including those who were smoking, and silently extinguished their cigarettes.

They all turned their heads, their eyes fierce and suspicious, as if they were examining an uninvited guest. They had no idea how this young man who suddenly broke in got in, and what his purpose was.

Among this group of people, only one person seemed particularly terrified, and that was Wang Xiaodao, who had a broken arm. He was originally leaning on a chair, his face pale, and his eyes revealed a trace of fear and helplessness.

But the moment Xiao Chen appeared, his fear seemed to be infinitely magnified, and his whole body was trembling slightly, as if he had seen something terrible.

"I'm in a meeting." Xiao Chen smiled faintly, his voice gentle and confident. He took out a delicate cigarette from his pocket, lit it skillfully, and then took a step, naturally blending into the smoky environment.

In an occasion like this where almost everyone has a cigarette in their hands, if he doesn't smoke, he will indeed seem a little out of place, as if he is deliberately keeping a distance.

As Xiao Chen approached, the dozen or so people who were originally sitting around the conference table, either standing or sitting on the floor, began to move.

Without exception, they all had a sword or other weapon beside them. These weapons flashed coldly under the light, revealing a lethality that could not be ignored. At this moment, they stood up almost at the same time, quickly grabbed the weapons in their hands, stared at Xiao Chen with eyes as sharp as torches. The air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, as if a storm was about to come. Xiao Chen's arrival undoubtedly broke the tranquility here. He felt strong hostility and vigilance from these people. It was obvious that they had captured the fluctuations of murderous intent from Xiao Chen and realized that the enemy had quietly arrived.

Facing this sudden tense atmosphere, Xiao Chen seemed unusually calm. He took a deep breath of smoke, then slowly exhaled a thick mist. In the smoke, his smile became even more mysterious.

"Don't be so excited," he said with a smile, his tone full of playfulness and provocation, "I just came to talk to you... Of course, if you want to fight, I don't mind bullying the weak."

Xiao Chen's words revealed an indescribable arrogance and confidence, as if he had already won the game, and no matter what the opponent chose, he could not escape his control. His attitude undoubtedly intensified the tense atmosphere at the scene, making everyone's nerves tense to the extreme.

"Haha, you're such a mad boy. You come here to cause trouble without knowing the way, right?" A tall, muscular and mighty man blocked Xiao Chen's way like a moving mountain.

He stood there, his broad shoulders almost filling the door frame, his sturdy body seemed able to carry a mountain, making people involuntarily think of the powerful Russian strongman in old movies.

The sunlight shone through the window onto his angular face, adding a bit of intimidating aura.

Xiao Chen paused for a moment, then glanced at the other person calmly, without any fear in his eyes, as if he was examining an insignificant opponent. "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Wang Dadao." His voice was calm and firm, and every word was clearly heard by everyone present.

"Mr. Wang is busy, so you'd better get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise you won't live today." The strong man's voice was as loud as thunder, echoing in the office.

He waved his arms, which were as thick as elephant legs. Every wave caused the surrounding air to flow, making it seem as if he could easily crush Xiao Chen at any time.

Facing this overwhelming sense of oppression, Xiao Chen just smiled contemptuously, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth. He was still smoking, and in the smoke, his eyes became deeper, as if he could see through everything.

"If I think he is free, then he is free." Xiao Chen's words were filled with unquestionable arrogance, "If you don't let me live, you may die today." When he said this, he didn't even look at the seemingly invincible strongman. His calmness and confidence made everyone present feel a chill.

"Hehe, you are a brave boy. I haven't seen such an arrogant kid in a long time. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish." The strong man raised a cruel smile, and his sneer was filled with unquestionable murderous intent. (End of this chapter)