The domineering president meets her

Manager Huang was not angry, thinking that Su Yin was playing hard to get. He touched her red face, savored the feeling of her delicate skin on the back of his hand, and stared at her chest that was rising and falling with excitement.

"My annual salary is over one million, although it's not as good as the conditions when Mr. Fu supported you. But isn't that a thing of the past? I heard that he has a fiancée now, so how can there be any place for you, a mistress hiding a beautiful woman in a golden house?"

"It's no problem for me to support you. You can set any conditions you want."

Su Yin was confused for a moment: "And did Manager Huang misunderstand something? I came here mainly to see Mr. Dai Zhan. What does a short, fat guy like you have to do with me?"

Manager Huang was already itching to do something, so he didn't care what she said!

Impatiently making a feint, Su Yin pretended to walk forward along the edge of the table and quickly ran to her bag to get her cell phone, but the other party turned back and quickly walked forward to hug her.

Su Yin dodged, and the drunk man stumbled, and his lower body hit the corner of the table. The instant pain made his fat face, which was already glowing red, turn redder, and the pain made him furious.

"Are you addicted to acting? Are you worthy of it?" After saying that, he pounced on Su Yin at the door like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, grabbed her hair, and dragged her to the sofa beside him.

Scenes of similar incidents that had happened in the past flashed through Su Yin's mind. She waved her arms wildly in panic, but she couldn't reach it. She kicked a glass bottle at her foot. Regardless of the pain, she pulled her hair with both hands, bent down, picked up the bottle, and smashed it at Manager Huang.

But the other party dodged it easily.

"How dare you hit me!"

Manager Huang, who was furious, pulled Su Yin's coat without saying a word. Before he could kiss her face, he heard the door slam open. He immediately turned around and wanted to curse.

"Bang"

A piercing pain came from his forehead, making him feel dizzy and a warm current flowed down his body.

He raised his hand and touched his face, blood!

The angry Jimaozi screamed: "Who are you to ruin my good deeds?"

Fu Shi took off the windbreaker in his hand, folded his arms, quickly and tightly wrapped the woman whose body was already trembling slightly, and strode towards the door with a gloomy face.

Manager Huang was about to get up and chase after him when Leng Yuan kicked him down, leaving him flat on his face.

Although Leng Yuan is not as tall as Fu Shi, he is about 1.8 meters tall. When he was in school, he often represented the school alliance in Sanda competitions, so he has real boxing and kicking skills.

If you don't move, it's fine. But if you move, every move will be fatal.

At this time, he gently hooked his hand and grabbed Manager Ren Huang's collar. No matter how he struggled to see who was coming, he couldn't move. Later, he felt that he was disgusted by the smell of alcohol, so he threw him to the ground and gave him a flying kick.

Manager Huang fell directly to the ground, his head hitting the broken glass on the ground, the stinging pain made him grimace in pain, blood flowed instantly. But he dared not say a word, knowing that bleeding would not kill him, the scary thing was the man holding Miss Su at the door.

He hurriedly crawled behind the sofa and looked back in horror. In the strong light, the noble and cold man stood tall and slender, glancing at him. His condescending aura made his legs weak, and he didn't even dare to breathe until he saw his cold face like a demon from hell.

"Mr. Fu...Mr. Fu?" Manager Huang knew that his death was imminent and began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Who did you just say ruined your good deeds?"

The Rakshasa in front of him was clearly speaking gently, but Manager Huang's face turned pale and blue. He climbed up in a panic and nodded in a fawning manner: "Mr. Fu... Don't get me wrong, this is really a misunderstanding. I didn't expect that the flood would hit the Dragon King Temple and hit our own people..."

Leng Yuan kicked him hard in the crotch and spat, "Open your dog eyes and see who is your family?"

Manager Huang was caught off guard, but he also knew that he was in for a disaster. He ignored the dizziness in his head, quickly turned over and got up, slapping himself in the face: "I deserve to die, I don't deserve it, I am blind, please, Mr. Fu, spare my life."

Suddenly, she saw Qiao Jinxi standing behind Mr. Fu, and quickly pointed at her: "Hey, my aunt Manager Qiao, please help me ask for a favor from Mr. Fu!"

"Manager Huang, you are so bold. You are drunk and even want to touch Mr. Fu's woman!"

After scolding him, Qiao Jinxi ran to Su Yin with red eyes and looked at her worriedly: "Oh my God, Manager Su, are you okay?"

Su Yin only realized at this moment that she was already in Fu Shi's arms, her voice still trembling: "Boss... Mr. Fu, put me down, I'm fine."

Outside, she always called him Mr. Fu politely. When the two of them appeared in public, she always kept a polite distance from him and never declared her sovereignty to others.

This is her upbringing.

Fu Shi said nothing, just lowered his eyes and looked at her trembling in his arms.

Only when Su Yin tugged at the collar of his shirt again and again and firmly did Fu Shi let her go.

Qiao Jinxi turned around and insulted Manager Huang hypocritically, then looked at her with great self-blame: "Manager Su, I'm worried about you, are you really okay?"

Su Yin looked at her silently. Qiao Jinxi was about to turn away guiltily when she was suddenly slapped hard in the face by Su Yin.

There was a crisp and loud snap.

Qiao Jinxi covered her slapped face, turned around angrily, and pointed at Su Yin: "You..."

Su Yin had a blank expression on his face. He raised his hand and slapped her again.

It was unexpected by everyone.

Just when Su Yin was about to raise her hand to continue slapping Qiao Jinxi, Fu Shi grabbed her wrist while her hand was raised in the air.

Qiao Jinxi's face was slapped and it hurt so much that she covered her face and was about to cry: "Su Yin, what are you doing!"

"Where did you go just now?" Su Yin examined her evasive eyes.

Qiao Jinxi explained with tears in her eyes, "I just sent Mr. Dai out and we chatted for a while on the way. When I came back and saw the mess in the room, I was worried that something might have happened to you... I immediately ran to the front desk to contact the hotel manager and called Ah Shi. Fortunately, he was nearby and showed up in time."

"The room is so messy, are you afraid something might happen to me?" Su Yin frowned and spoke indifferently as she approached Qiao Jinxi.

"Normally speaking, seeing the room in such a mess, as a colleague, shouldn't your first reaction be to come in and check the cause and then offer help? Why did you even bother to run to the front desk to contact the hotel manager and even remember to call President Fu?"

When she heard Qiao Jinxi say the word "Ashi", her heart tightened.

This is the exclusive name that the uncle pestered her to call him alone in bed. He said that in this life he only allowed her to call him Ah Shi.

She didn't want to think about it and wanted to solve the problem at hand first.