"Tell your boss to come out!" The glass at the door has been shattered into pieces, and the dark doorway is crowded with people in black clothes.

They are all new faces.

Song Qifang thought and thought, but he didn't know when he offended them.

The man in the lead has a cropped head, a black suit with a hollowed-out interior, and a gold necklace, clutching the collar of the security guard at the entrance: "I said let your boss come out! Do you understand? Watchdog!"

The security guard's legs were weak, and he couldn't understand a word while trembling.

Song Qifang came out of the office. He was dressed in a gray suit and had a small country face. His face was upright and his eyes were bright.

"What do you find me for?"

"Yo, you are Song Qifang?" Cun Tou smirked twice, touched the tip of his nose: "Should you come with us now, or will you come with us after we smash this place?"

Xiao Tang stood behind him and said softly, "You can't go, Mr. Song, they are not good people."

The smile on Cuntou's face was stiff, and he looked fiercely over Song Qifang, looking at the secretary behind him: "The little secretary knows how to read people."

He approached step by step.

Song Qifang stood firmly in place all the time, and Xiao Tang was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, but seeing Mr. Song standing in front of him, he was very worried.

"Who asked you to come?" Song Qifang thought that there was no enmity, so he couldn't guess who the people in front of him were.

Cun Tou swept his head with his hand, and smiled slantingly, thinking that he was going to speak, but who knew that the backhand was just a slap.

'Snapped! With a sound, Song Qifang staggered, and his mouth tasted sweet.

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song, are you okay, Mr. Song..." Xiao Tang's legs were frightened, and he quickly helped Mr. Song up.

Song Qifang originally wanted to stall for time and wait for the police to arrive, but who knew they would be so unscrupulous, presumably the backstage was very tough.

"It seems that Song always intends for me to smash this place and leave with us."

"Brothers..." Cun Tou let out an angry roar, and the little brother behind him rushed in with a stick in his hand, filling the whole floor with a cloud.

Song Qifang was not afraid at all. If he left with them now, it would be difficult for him to come back intact.

They smashed it as soon as they wanted to, delaying for a while, leaving some hope of survival.

Money has to be lived to spend.

Song Qifang has thunder in his chest, and his face is like a flat lake.

His employees were shivering behind him.

He just stood like a pine, looking at those bums with firm eyes.

The computers, printers, and various documents in the office area were all messed up.

In just a few minutes, a good office area turned into a pile of ruins.

The light outside the window slanted into the office area, dust particles floated in the air, and Cun Tou stepped on the ruins, his rampant laughter filled the entire space.

"How is it? Are you satisfied? My masterpiece."

"Let's go, Mr. Song, do you want my people to knock you unconscious and carry you away?"

Song Qifang knew that the delay would not last long, and when he was about to move forward, Xiao Tang behind him grabbed him tightly.

"Don't... don't go, Mr. Song can't go." Although he was afraid, he mustered up the courage to grab Mr. Song's sleeve.

What Cun Tou disliked the most was ink stains, so he kicked him in the face in a fit of anger, kicking him over.

Song Qifang had a cold face and a low voice: "You don't have to do anything to them, I'll go with you."

"Boss Song!"

"Boss Song!"

Cun Tou smiled lowly, and hit the palm of his left hand with the stick in his hand, looking at the ruins of the house, and those cowards with limp legs hugging each other.

He is very content.

"take away."

Cun Tou led Mr. Song to the elevator door, and when everyone was worried, the elevator opened with a 'ding'.

Inside stood a woman in a black hat.

She was slender, with her hands in her pockets, and the brim of her hat covered her entire face.

But the aura all over his body makes people feel that something is wrong.

Cun Tou tilted his head and looked up and down: "Hey, who are you?"

The woman slowly raised her head, the pair of eyes under the brim of the hat were full of mystery and unknown power like an abyss.

"Ami, my name."

Cuntou smiled silently, and pointed the stick in his hand at the tip of the woman's nose: "Who the hell asked your name? For me——ahhhhhh!"

Before the words were finished, there was a 'click' on Cun Tou's arm.Already dislocated, the stick in his hand 'Kangdang' fell to the ground.

The younger brothers behind her looked at each other, they didn't know who was coming. Seeing that her skills were not easy, no one dared to rush forward for a while.

Ami took a step with her thin legs, and she pushed Song Qifang standing at the elevator door directly into the elevator: "There is a car at the door."

Her words were endless and confusing.

Probably there should be a car at the door to pick him up.

Song Qifang was a little worried that when his employees were about to say something, Ami kicked a tall and thick man to the ground.

Her movements were crisp and sharp, and then she raised her knees and raised her hips to fight with two men holding sticks in their hands.

Song Qifang immediately felt relieved and pressed the close button.

Take the elevator to the first floor.

When the elevator door opened, I found that there was indeed a car parked at the door on the first floor, and it was a luxury car.

This caught him off guard, what if he got on a pirate ship?
Just when he was struggling, the phone rang.

It was Gu Zechuan calling.

He picked it up immediately.

"Dad, I'll help you deal with your company's affairs. Get in the car and leave there quickly."

"Is that Ami one of yours?"

"Yes." Gu Zechuan felt that outside was not the place to talk, so he urged, "Dad, get in the car, and I'll take you to Gu Wan."

"it is good."

Since Gu Zechuan found Song Qingli that day, he ordered someone to silence Song Zhiya, but he got the news that Song Zhiya who had been shot had disappeared.

This set him off alarm bells.

Later, I got the news that Song Zhiya was living in A University Hospital, and got seriously ill, and her appearance was disfigured.

I know that with Song Zhiya's temperament, she will definitely struggle to the death.

They secretly sent people to monitor and found that Gu Ze'an already knew the secret of Gu Zechuan's legs.

Knowing that Gu Ze'an would not let it go, he strengthened the protection of those around him.

Gu Zechuan's bodyguards not only protect Song Qingli, but also Song Qifang.

At this moment, Song's, from the elevator to the office area and inside the office, was filled with people. Those employees who were hugging each other for warmth looked shiveringly at the back of the woman standing on the ruins.

She has wheat skin, and although the hat covers her eyebrows and eyes, she can see her small lips and smooth jawline.

Xiao Tang is not too young, this is the first time he encounters this kind of thing, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. Now that Mr. Song is not here, should he thank this heroine on behalf of Mrs. Song?
So, with his legs still trembling, Xiao Tang stood up while supporting the table, and walked slowly to Ami's side.

He didn't understand the rules of the Jianghu people, so he dusted off the dust on his suit, trying to be as decent as possible.

He reached out his hand very commercially: "Thank you, Woman Xia."

Ami squinted at him. He was a very handsome man, but he was too timid. She looked down and saw his trembling legs.

"Are you Parkinson's? Your legs are shaking like this. Do you want to give you a 120?"

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