Lu Zhiqiang had no time to come over and block him, so he could only shout like this.
He was really evil. Zhang Feng had been guarding against him for a long time. His fist met his baton. Song Sishan smiled. This stick would definitely break this man's arm.
But in the next scene, his baton strangely flew away, and he was met with Zhang Feng's fist.
boom…
Zhang Feng's fist hit Song Sishan's face. The powerful force caused Song Sishan's head to move his body, and he turned over and fell heavily to the ground.
Even so, Song Sishan still didn't faint. Zhang Feng still acted very measuredly. His jaw was dislocated and a lot of blood flowed from his mouth.
Zhang Feng stood there with one foot, picked up the baton, and pointed it at Song Sishan's head.
"Spare... spare my life..." Song Sishan said with difficulty, his mouth barely able to speak.
He was really scared. Who was this person? How did he avoid this stick just now? Didn't he come to greet him? And he was still standing on one foot. How powerful was the punch he punched himself? This was the biggest pain Song Sishan had ever endured.
Completely broken physically and mentally.
But Zhang Feng still raised his baton and swung it down hard.
when…
"ah… "
A hole was made by the police baton on the cement floor only a few centimeters away from Song Sishan's head.
Dang... Zhang Feng threw the baton on the ground and made a clang sound.
"What a piece of trash!" Zhang Feng cursed.
The smell of urine filled the air, and Song Sishan was so frightened that he peed.
"What are you doing here?"
Just when Zhang Feng was about to sit down, someone in the crowd shouted.
"Sishan, what's wrong with you?" A middle-aged man came out of the crowd and asked, "What's going on here?"
"Who hit this, is it you?" The middle-aged man pointed at Zhang Feng: "What's wrong with you? How can you hit anyone casually? Call the police, call the police immediately!"
"Who are you?" Zhang Feng said angrily.
Look at this middle-aged man who is greasy, with little hair, a beer belly, and a pair of small eyes, but he despises everyone and acts as if he is the strongest.
He knows Song Sishan, so he must have a good relationship. He is probably more than ten years older than Song Sishan.
"Who am I? How dare you talk to me like this? Did you hit him?" the greasy man asked Zhang Feng.
"So what? Why don't you ask him if he hit me?" Zhang Feng asked back, not losing the momentum at all.
Zhang Feng came here today with the intention of being high-profile. This person is so arrogant here, which means that he is also from this company, maybe he is also a senior executive.
"What I saw was that he was beaten to the ground and you were not injured. That's fine. You can't
Come on, the police will be here soon! "The greasy man said angrily. He didn't call the police just now. He was thinking that someone should have called the police.
"Haha, just wait!" Zhang Feng sneered.
This person is okay. He comes to reprimand and does not go to see the wounded.
Song Sishan looked up and saw the greasy man shouting: "Uncle, it's him, he beat me!"
As he spoke, Song Sishan spit out another mouthful of blood, his mouth was broken.
The greasy man pointed at Zhang Feng and said, "You will pay the price!" He took out his mobile phone to take pictures, but still ignored Song Sixan.
This guy is a bit weird.
They are indeed related households.
At this time, more people gathered at the gate. Several security guards finally came and immediately surrounded Zhang Feng. Under the loud scolding of the greasy man, they attacked Zhang Feng.
"You are so unfair..." Someone stood up and shouted for Zhang Feng.
"Yes, he was just acting in self-defense!"
"Stop..."
Many people were on Zhang Feng's side, but within a minute they were all lying on the ground.
Zhang Feng said angrily: "You people are helping the tyranny, don't come to work tomorrow!"
"Boy, you are very good at fighting. I didn't expect that a cripple could be so good!" The greasy man was not nervous at all: "Humph, no matter who you are, you are finished!"
Hula hula...
The police car arrived, and the police immediately took control of the place. They called the surveillance camera at the gate and the witnesses at the scene. They quickly came to the conclusion that Zhang Feng was acting in self-defense and that Zhang Feng was indeed here to work. .
Because the Lord has come.
She hurriedly ran out of the group building. She was a very beautiful girl with a good figure. She was about 175, a little shorter than Zhuo Chaoyun. She was dressed in professional attire and she was considered a beauty.
Jiang Qingyan is the secretary to the president. Apart from the shareholders, she is the number two person in the group. The shareholders dare not offend her. She is an all-round talent with an annual salary of several million.
The key is to be young and beautiful.
"Zhang, President Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late..."
She apologized vigorously as soon as she came.
"You handle it!" Zhang Feng looked cold and angry.
Secretary Jiang Qingyan knew that this CEO would be difficult to deal with.
"Yes, yes..." Jiang Qingyan went over to negotiate with the police.
Everyone was already stunned, especially the greasy man involved and a few others who had not yet reacted.
President Zhang
Since when did the group have such a president? Isn't it just a president with a desk? How is this going
Everyone didn't believe it, but could Secretary Jiang be wrong
A few minutes later, a police officer
The officer said: "Okay, it's okay. Send the injured to the hospital. You can handle it yourself. You can call us at any time!"
This is the best way. Secretary Jiang is really awesome.
"Secretary Jiang, what's going on?" the greasy man asked Jiang Qingyan.
Jiang Qingyan said: "President Song, this is the new vice president, Zhang Feng!"
"How come we don't know?"
The greasy man also has the surname Song.
"This is President Zhuo's direct acceptance of his fate!" Jiang Qingyan said.
Everyone was dumbfounded. It turned out that this person had a lot of background. No wonder he dared to say such things just now.
Mr. Song broke into a cold sweat.
"Zhang, President Zhang, I, I..." President Song walked up to Zhang Feng and couldn't speak anymore.
Zhang Feng sat here without even looking at him, and said coldly to Jiang Qingyan: "Secretary Jiang, the board of directors meeting will be held in an hour."
"yes!"
"Also, several of them were fired, never hired, and recommended to be on the blacklist!" Zhang Feng said.
"yes!"
Zhang Feng asked again: "President Song, right? Do you have shares in the group?"
"Yes!" Song Fangxin was very afraid of this person and was wondering about his background.
Is he the man behind President Zhuo? Or is he the actual controller of the group? Isn’t President Zhuo still single
Each question puzzled Song Fangxin.
"Secretary Jiang, can I buy back his shares?" Zhang Feng asked.
"This... of course..."
"Then do it!"
"Yes!" Jiang Qingyan was very nervous. She was still at the gate.
"No, you can't do this..." Song Fangxin objected.
Zhang Feng ignored his wailing and said to Jiang Qingyan: "In addition, thoroughly investigate the illegal affairs between him and Song Sishan and hand them over to the police when the time comes!"
"This... is!" Jiang Qingyan didn't know what to say. She found that she couldn't keep up with the new president. A thorough investigation? Did they commit something? Why don't you know anything about it
Zhang Feng looked back and saw Lu Zhiqiang standing there in shock, and said: "This guy is good, let him be the head of the security department!"
"Yes!" Jiang Qingyan had to take notes and write it down. She was worried that her brain was not enough.
"No, you can't do this. I have shares and I won't sell them..." Song Fangxin said angrily: "Who do you think you are?"
"Hmph, I don't count anything, but I will make you beg to sell your shares!" Zhang Feng pressed the wheelchair and entered.
Song Fangxin thought about it and couldn't help but trembled. He felt guilty. Did he really know? impossible.
Secretary Jiang quickly followed, and many people behind were dumbfounded.
Is the group about to change