The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

As soon as the car stopped, Yang Heng immediately came to the side of the car and took the initiative to help Xia Meng open the door, with his hand on the door lintel.

"Governor, you are finally here!"

Xia Meng got out of the car and looked up at Yang Heng.

"Assistant Yang, what's the matter?"

Facing Xia Meng's question, Yang Heng showed some embarrassment on his face.

"Um...Boss Fan is here."

Fan Wei is here?

What is he here for?

Xia Meng heard this and nodded silently, then asked,

"What is he doing here?" Seeing the unnatural look on Yang Heng's face, Xia Meng suddenly asked,

"He's not coming to see me, is he?"

Hearing this, Yang Heng gave Xia Meng an awkward smile, as if to say:

You guessed it!

Xia Meng twitched the corner of her mouth and gave Yang Heng a fake smile.

very good!

Xia Meng walked towards her office, and Yang Heng followed her all the time.

"Governor, Mr. Fan... he has a bad temper. Why don't you stay away from him first?"

"What a joke!" Xia Meng glanced at Yang Heng coldly.

"I am the governor and he is just a businessman. If I give in to him, will I be the only one who loses? Where is my credibility?"

Yang Heng nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know..., but..."

"But Governor, you are a cultured person, you don't have to argue with him."

"Governor, this is an office building. When Boss Fan sees you, he will naturally leave in a while. But if the matter gets out of hand, no one will look good at that time. What do you think?"

Xia Meng nodded after hearing this.

Seeing this, Yang Heng couldn't help but feel happy, "Do you also think I'm right?"

Xia Meng sneered, "So why am I the one who is avoiding him? This is my territory, my office is here, my subordinates are all here, so why isn't he the one who is leaving?"

The expression on Yang Heng's face froze for a moment, and he was speechless in the face of Xia Meng's questioning.

Because what Xia Meng said is right.

It is obvious that Xia Meng is the governor, and this is an office building, and everywhere is filled with Xia Meng's subordinates, so why should Xia Meng give way to Fan Wei?

Yang Heng couldn't answer. Perhaps he knew, but he didn't dare to answer.

Xia Meng looked at Yang Heng who was deep in thought and said in a slightly sarcastic tone,

"Don't you dare say it?"

Yang Heng lowered his head and said nothing.

Xia Meng came to the eighth floor where her office was located.

After getting off the elevator, Xia Meng saw many people standing in the corridor, staring at her office in groups of three or four, lowering their heads and talking in low voices.

Hearing the sound of the elevator, some people saw Xia Meng and were startled. As if they were afraid that Xia Meng would blame them, they quickly lowered their heads and turned back to their workstations.

But some people had their backs to Xia Meng, so they didn't see her and continued to discuss in low voices.

"That's Fan Wei?"

"What Fan Wei? That's Boss Fan! Did you call him Fan Wei too? If he hears it, he might cause trouble for you."

"Oh, you can't even say your name?"

"It depends on who you are looking at, right? Boss Fan is powerful and has a deep background. Can you afford to offend him?"

"I really can't afford to offend."

"Since you can't afford to offend him, you might as well serve him honestly, be polite, and be careful."

"Well, you make sense, thank you!"

"I heard that Jingxin Company had an accident before. Why does Boss Fan look fine?"

"No matter who is in trouble, it is impossible for Boss Fan to be in trouble. With Boss Fan's background and methods, it is probably impossible for anyone who wants to punish him!"

"That's right. In the whole Tangzhou, everyone knows that Boss Fan is the king of our Tangzhou!"

As Xia Meng listened to their discussion, the expression on her face became more and more solemn, and her mood became worse and worse.

Fan Wei is just a businessman, but these people are so in awe of him?

It's all these people's fault that people like Fan Wei can call the shots in Tangzhou and do whatever they want without restraint!

It was they who encouraged Fan Wei's arrogance.

Yang Heng, who was standing next to Xia Meng, noticed Xia Meng's gradually cold aura and immediately stepped forward.

"What did you say?"

"Is the work done?"

"Are you all gossipers? What are you talking about?"

Hearing Yang Heng's scolding, everyone turned around immediately and saw Xia Meng with a gloomy face.

Everyone's expression froze, they lowered their heads silently, not daring to say anything more, and turned around and quickly returned to their workstations.

Xia Meng glanced at Yang Heng. There was no aggression in Xia Meng's eyes, but Yang Heng felt his scalp tighten at this moment, as if strangled by something. He subconsciously lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Xia Meng.

As soon as they got off the elevator, these people were discussing why Yang Heng didn't say anything?

Xia Meng knew that Yang Heng did it on purpose. He kept silent because he wanted to use these people to say what he couldn't say so that Xia Meng could hear it.

Let Xia Meng understand from the side how powerful Fan Wei's background is, so that Xia Meng will retreat when she encounters difficulties, not to fight against a rock with an egg, and not to take risks.

Yang Heng and Xia Meng are certainly not of the same mind, but Yang Heng cannot escape the identity of Xia Meng's assistant, so Yang Heng does not want Xia Meng to take risks. He hopes that Xia Meng can be a clay Buddha in Tangzhou, turning a blind eye to some things and not meddling in other people's affairs. Then she will naturally get countless benefits.

But if Xia Meng takes risks, Yang Heng will also be involved. Although Yang Heng and Xia Meng are not of the same mind, but...

Yang Heng's identity is enough to arouse many people's vigilance and suspicion towards him.

Yang Heng used to live such a leisurely life. As long as he didn't care about anything, people would give him money. What about now?

When Yang Heng thought of Fan Wei's previous attitude towards him, he felt angry and anxious. The key point was that he didn't even give him the money.

Xia Meng walked towards her office. Before she reached the door, she heard a sound coming from her office.

"Oh! This woman is so boring!"

"Yeah, these are just some junk, it's not shameful to put them here."

"She is such an ignorant person, how could she have seen anything good?"

"That's right. When it comes to insight, you have to be the one!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp "crash" sound from inside, as if something was broken.

"Oops," Fan Wei's unapologetically pretentious voice followed.

"I was so careless, my hand slipped."

"It's just a kettle," another person said quickly, "Boss, is your hand okay? It's just a broken kettle, but it's nothing compared to your hand!"

Fan Wei immediately laughed happily.

"Well, my hand is fine, but... I don't like these things. Can you smash them for me?"

"this?"

Fan Wei said angrily, "You can smash it as much as you want. If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it!"

"okay!"

It was at this moment that Xia Meng pushed the door open with both hands. When the door opened, the people in the room were naturally exposed to Xia Meng's sight.

Fan Wei was seen sitting on the chair she used in her daily office, with her legs crossed on the table. She looked very relaxed and arrogant.

There was another young man holding a porcelain bottle in his hand and was about to smash it on the ground.

This young man seems to be Fan Wei's driver.

Xia Meng glanced at him twice, then set her sights on Fan Wei.

"Boss Fan, do you think this is your office?"

When Fan Wei saw Xia Meng coming, he didn't panic. Instead, he became more energetic and looked eager to try and full of fighting desire.

"Hey! Who was that? Why was he talking to me so arrogantly? It turned out to be Governor Xia!"

Xia Meng curled the corners of her mouth and looked at Fan Wei coldly.

Fan Wei was still sitting on Xia Meng's office chair, but he put his feet down and was looking at Xia Meng with a smile.

"Of course this isn't my office, because I don't even like it!"

Fan Wei leaned over and picked up a glass of water on the table, then shook his head with a look of disgust.

"How can such a broken thing be worthy of the position of governor?" He said and threw the cup to the ground without warning.

After a crisp "crash" sound, the cup was shattered into pieces, leaving only glass shards.

Xia Meng's face darkened, "Boss Fan, don't go too far."

"Too much?" Fan Wei laughed. "No, no, no, what I did was not excessive. In fact, I did it for the good of the governor."

"These junks are not worthy of your status at all. How about this... Since I accidentally broke your teapot and teacup, how about I compensate you with a new set?"

"I have a set of blue and white porcelain tea-making utensils. Someone estimated that it is worth tens of millions. I think it is very beautiful. How about giving it to you?"

"Tens of millions?" Xia Meng chuckled. "Boss Fan is really generous, but... are you bribing me?"

"Bribery?" Fan Wei was not panicked when he heard Xia Meng's words, but shook his head slowly.

"Of course not!"

Fan Wei looked at Xia Meng seriously, but his tone was full of condescending mockery.

“This is compensation!”

"I 'accidentally' broke your kettle and cup, so I have to compensate you."

Fan Wei also deliberately put emphasis on the three words "accidentally".

Xia Meng looked at Fan Wei and said, "Boss Fan, even if you want compensation, the value must be equal. Otherwise, if you give me a set of blue and white porcelain as compensation, and then you say I am asking for a bribe, how can I explain it!"

Fan Wei stared at Xia Meng with aggressive eyes, "Governor Xia, do you think I am you? I, Fan Wei, can't do such a petty thing."

"Really?" Xia Meng smiled. "Just because you are Fan Wei, I have to be more careful!"

Xia Meng's words were clearly telling Fan Wei:

Boss Fan, I'm guarding against you!

Fan Wei's face darkened. "Governor Xia, what do you mean by that? I came here today to apologize to you. I hope we can put aside our past grudges."

"But now it seems...Governor Xia seems to have a lot of complaints about me!"

Xia Meng raised her eyebrows, "Boss Fan, what you said is serious!"

"I'm a rather rigid person! I'll follow whatever the organization stipulates. But Boss Fan, please don't do anything that will make me make a mistake."

Fan Wei, "It's just a set of tea sets. Governor Xia is being too cautious."

Xia Meng responded sharply, "It's better to be safe than sorry!"

Fan Wei narrowed his eyes, "Governor Xia, you will lose a lot of 'rich' friends if you do this."

Xia Meng, "I don't have high desires, I don't like luxury goods, I live an ordinary life, and my salary is enough for me to spend."

Fan Wei was annoyed, then he stood up suddenly, stared at Xia Meng, and said coldly,

"I came here today and gave you enough face, but I didn't expect that you are such a shameless person!"

Xia Meng was not angry, she just said,

"You gave me your face, so I naturally don't want it! Your face is worthless to me!"

"You?" Fan Wei was immediately furious, "You woman, who do you think you are? Do you think I am willing to come? Otherwise..."

Having said this, Fan Wei suddenly stopped talking, as if he remembered something.

Xia Meng frowned slightly, staring at Fan Wei.

"If not? If not what? How..., is there anyone who dares to force you, Boss Fan, to do something?"

"No way? I thought Boss Fan was a well-known figure in Tangzhou. Who else could order you around?"

Fan Wei was not stupid, so he naturally knew that this was Xia Meng's way of provoking him, but it was certain that he felt uncomfortable when he heard Xia Meng's words.

"Stop talking nonsense," Fan Wei said in a tone of exasperation.

"You, a woman, are also allowed to control my affairs?"

"Since you don't want to drink my toast, then we have nothing to talk about."

"However," Fan Wei raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I just don't know if Governor Xia can bear the loss of offending us."

"We?" Xia Meng murmured the word, "It seems that Boss Fan really has a wide network of contacts!"

"This is none of your business," Fan Wei said. "Anyway, I have said everything I need to say. If Governor Xia insists on having his own way, then there is nothing more to talk about between us."

After saying this, Fan Wei turned and left.

Xia Meng didn't try to keep him.

Yang Heng, who was standing next to Xia Meng, was a little anxious. He looked at Xia Meng anxiously, then at the angry Fan Wei. After hesitating for a moment, he chased after her.

"Boss Fan, wait for me! Boss Fan, wait for me!"

Looking at Yang Heng who chased out, Xia Meng didn't say anything. Instead, she went to find the cleaning lady and asked her to help her clean the office.

When the aunt came in and saw the broken glass on the ground, Xia Meng reminded her,

"Be careful, don't get hurt."

Auntie gave Xia Meng a kind and reliable smile.

Xia Meng stood at the door, waiting for her aunt to clean the room.

After cleaning the room, Xia Meng sat back in her seat and started working.

Yang Heng, who had chased out, came back not long after. Seeing Xia Meng handling work, Yang Heng scratched his head in worry.

"You..., hey, I see you're really not worried at all."

Xia Meng didn't even raise her head.

"Ah."

Yang Heng took a deep breath, supported Xia Meng's desk with both hands, and leaned closer to Xia Meng.

"Governor Xia, I really don't know what you think?"

"Wouldn't it be nice for us to all get rich together? In this world, people laugh at the poor but not at prostitutes!"

Why do you have to be so noble!

Anyway, it’s not your interests that are being sold, so why do you care so much?