I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

  Chapter 272 is not for you

  Sang Minglang struck hard, the man screamed again and again, and after a while, his head and face were covered in blood.

   "Isn't it just a woman? If you want to say something, I'll let you do it. Is it worth doing it?"

  The man realized that Sang Minglang was coming for real, and he was scared away from drinking, "Sang Minglang, our partner for so many years, you don't want to do business? You don't want to cooperate anymore?"

  Before he finished speaking, Sang Minglang punched him in the face, and let out another scream.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate with **** like you."

  Sang Minglang punched harder, and the opponent kept begging for mercy, so he stopped.

   Regardless of the pain, the man rushed out of the box immediately, crawling and rolling. When he rushed out the door, he turned his head and said harshly, "Sang Minglang, wait, I will never finish with you today!"

  Sang Minglang smiled: "Okay, I'll wait. Let's see how you can't finish it."

  The man was afraid that Sang Minglang would make another move, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he snorted and limped away.

  Sang Minglang's hands were stained with a lot of blood, and his shirt was also spattered with blood. He pulled a few tissues and wiped the blood on his hands.

  On the sofa, the girl was curled up in a corner with disheveled clothes. She was already stunned with fright, and it took a long while to recover.

  She gently got off the sofa, and gave Sang Minglang a timid look, as if she wanted to say something, but she was a little apprehensive.

  Sang Minglang glanced at her, and said coldly: "Aren't you going to get out?"

  The girl was stunned, said thank you in a voice like a mosquito, wrapped her dress tightly, bowed her head and walked away quickly.

  Sang Minglang went to the sofa and sat down, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it down.

  His mood at the moment is even more irritable than before.

  When, he was so impulsive, fighting against an important partner, which is likely to cause a lot of trouble.

  Knowing that it shouldn't be, but at the time I was stunned and couldn't control myself.

  Sang Minglang pulled a self-deprecating smile from the corner of his lips. A person who has long been dead can still have such a big influence on him.

  Even if it was just a girl who resembled her, he couldn't stand being humiliated in front of him.

   After sitting quietly for a while, Sang Minglang made a few phone calls to deal with possible business disputes, then got up and prepared to leave.

  When he went downstairs, he received a call from Sang Pengcheng.

   "Minglang, what's going on between you and Mr. Zhao? He just called me angrily, saying that he would cancel all cooperation and pursue the losses caused by it."

  Sang Pengcheng's tone was severe, "Zhao is always a big client who has cooperated with our company for many years. You have always had a good relationship with him. Why are you so tense today?"

   "Dad, I will take care of this matter, don't worry."

  Sang Minglang didn't want to say more, so he hung up the phone.

  Just out of the bar door, footsteps came from behind: "Mr. Sang."

   is the girl in that box.

  She changed her clothes and wore very plain long trousers. The makeup on her face was also washed off, her face turned upside down, and she still held a light brown schoolbag in her arms.

  If Sang Minglang hadn’t seen her in revealing clothes and gorgeous makeup just now, it might be difficult to connect the student-looking person in front of him with the girl in the bar.

  The girl panted slightly, and ran to him, "Mr. Sang, I just resigned."

  Sang Minglang frowned, "Whether you resign or not has nothing to do with me."

   "Mr. Sang, listen to me."

The girl said eagerly, "My name is Zhang Xue, and I am a senior student at Guangdong City University. Because my dad's company is in trouble, I want to help the family, so I came to work here. Today is my first day here, thank you, Mr. Sang, if it wasn't for you, maybe I wouldn't even have the chance to regret it."

   "You don't have to thank me," Sang Minglang said indifferently, "I didn't do that for you."

   This seems to be said out of nowhere, the girl was stunned.

  Sang Minglang walked towards the parking lot without looking back.

  He had just turned around, not far away, when the girl suddenly exclaimed, "Mr. Sang, be careful!"

  Almost at the same time that the girl spoke, Sang Minglang heard a sharp sound behind him, like some kind of sharp weapon, cutting through the wind.

  He dodged to avoid it, and another dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes.

  Sang Minglang narrowly escaped, feeling a little nervous.

   Only then did I realize that there were three or four people on the other side, all wearing masks and peaked caps, holding a machete more than a foot long in their hands, and they were coming fiercely.

  Revenge by the surname Zhao, is it coming so soon?

  It is quite courageous to openly injure people with a knife in the city of Guangdong where the law and order is strict.

Those people were like desperadoes, slashing at them mercilessly, Sang Minglang responded with bare hands, struggling left and right, he was in a panic, one of them couldn't dodge, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, blood spurted out, and the knife slashed at the bone The dull sound is clearly audible.

  Everything happened too fast, but in an instant.

   "Stop, stop! I've called the police!"

  The girl screamed and ran towards her desperately.

  Behind her, several bar staff also rushed over after hearing the news.

   Seeing that the situation was not right, the gangsters immediately dispersed.

  The dinner party in the department is not over yet.

  Sang Qianqian received a call from Sang Pengcheng, "Qianqian, your brother is injured, and I will not be able to go to the capital with your brother tomorrow."

  Sang Qianqian's heart sank, her voice changed a little, "Is it serious?"

   "It's not too serious, I hurt my shoulder."

  Sang Pengcheng tried his best to be gentle, "You don't have to worry."

   "What's wrong with your shoulder?"

  Sang Qianqian asked, "Dad, please explain clearly."

  Sang Pengcheng was a little helpless, "I injured my ligament and bone. The doctor said I could stay in the hospital for a few days, but it won't be a serious problem."

  Sang Qianqian hissed, "Why did you get hurt?"

   "He got into a bit of a conflict with a client."

  Sang Pengcheng said vaguely, "The police have already intervened, and it is estimated that there will be results soon."

  He comforted his daughter, "It's not a big deal, Dad is just telling you, we have to wait a few days to see you again, take care of yourself."

  Sang Qianqian wanted to ask again, but Sang Pengcheng had already hung up the phone.

  Sang Qianqian realized that the room was quiet, and the big guys stopped talking at some point, and all looked at her with concern.

  Director Miao said, "Is your brother injured?"

  Sang Qianqian nodded, making a decision almost instantly.

  Her brother has always been very clear about public and private affairs. If it is a private matter, he may conflict with others. If it involves the company, he has always been calm.

  If he had a conflict with his partner, something great must have happened.

  She has to go back to Guangdong City.

   "I'm sorry, Director, I just got to work, and I may have to ask for leave again."

  Sang Qianqian said apologetically, "My brother is in the hospital, I have to go back and see him."

   "It's okay, you can go back and take care of your family and the work of the hospital, you don't have to worry about it."

  Director Miao said empathetically, "When will the family affairs be settled, and when will I come back."

  Sang Qianqian was moved, said goodbye to the big guy, and hurried back to the residence.

  (end of this chapter)