Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

But Tang Xin seems to enjoy it.

Good

Good

He grabbed his cell phone and smashed it on the wall——

The cell phone fell in pieces.

There's no outlet for all my anger.

He pulled his tie angrily and called anzou in.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

An Zuo Gong said respectfully, "is there any new task?"

"Accompany me to the boxing room."

Song Qinbei's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Looking at this, Ann left felt goose bumps all over her body.

"What do you do in the boxing room?"

"What do you say?" A man's cold eyes swept past——

Anzuo shivered with cold.

"Well, that's the arrangement!"

……

In the boxing room.

"Bang --"

Wearing a black fist hard hit on the bridge of anzuo's nose, two lines of special blood from anzuo's nose rolled out, anzuo was hit by the body wobble, bang fell to the ground.

"Boss, show mercy..."

At the moment, anzuo has been beaten black and blue.

And in the ring, there are several sandbags that have been blown up.

It was all written by song Qinbei.

"You are too weak." Sweat from the man's cold and resolute handsome face slowly slide down, along his jaw line slowly into the neckline.

There was a wild, ascetic charm all over.

"I haven't been exercising for a long time." He took off his thick gloves and wiped the blood on his nose.

He doesn't know how boss got angry in advance. Let him practice boxing together.

It's totally like a sandbag.

ANZO just thought life was too hard.

It's so hard.

Not only to deal with the boss work, do 24-hour secretary, deal with family problems, emotional problems, but also to do human sandbags.

Too tired.

"Here you are." Song Qinbei still felt that his anger had not been completely vented. "Find me some boxers of heroes."

"... good."

Anzuo gets up in a trance and dials the phone.

Not much will, a few tendons of the fierce man appeared in the ring.

"You, come on, let's go together."

The cold eyes in the north of song and Qin Dynasties are like tigers and leopards.

"Good."

Several boxers rushed to song Qinbei.

Song Qinbei has a strong body, and his movements are as agile as tiger and leopard. He doesn't know many professional boxers. One by one, he is put down on the stage and lying there powerlessly.

Song Qinbei took off the gloves that had been soaked with sweat and threw them on the ground, "boring."

Ann left

Look at this, is Miss Tang offending the boss again?

What did Miss Tang do this time to make the boss so angry?

"Are you ready for me?" Song Qinbei's cold eyes fell on an Zuo.

Anzuo knows. This is the information about the lawsuit tomorrow.

He was trembling to cheer up, "ready."

"That's good, and all the information about Tang Xin will be prepared for me."

This lawsuit, he must win!

……

When Tang Xin goes back, he receives a call from Dennis.

On the phone, Dennis seemed to be drunk and didn't speak clearly.

"Don't worry, tangxin... I'll win the lawsuit for you."

"Did you drink?" Tang Xin frowned.

"Drink... Just a little..."

Tang Xin