Li Junhao cried out in agony, struggling for a long time before slowly getting to his feet.
His nose and mouth were now filled with blood.
His once clean and crisp clothes were wrinkled and stained with dirt and blood.
He looked at Song Qiao with fear, his mouth open, about to say something.
*Drip!*
Two yellow teeth, mixed with blood, fell from his mouth and landed on the ground.
"This, this..." Li Junhao covered his mouth, as if afraid more teeth would fall out.
Before he could say anything else, Song Qiao kicked him again.
Li Junhao's short body flew up once more.
He hit the wall behind him mid-air.
The decorations on the wall were dislodged by the impact and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The ground was a mess.
Of course, Li Junhao himself fell along with the decorative paintings.
At this moment, Li Junhao cursed incessantly, spewing out countless words ending with "xi ba."
Song Qiao stepped forward and stomped on Li Junhao's chest.
He sneered, "You ugly monster, you dare to have ideas about our Chinese women? You must be looking to die!
You little punk, you've got quite the appetite! Then I'll let you have a good taste of it!"
Li Junhao didn't know where to put his hands, his whole body in unbearable pain.
His face hurt, his stomach hurt, his back hurt...
His face was bloody, his eyes filled with tears.
He trembled all over, whether from fear or anger, he didn't know.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Our cooperation is null and void! The Bangguo chaebol will not let you off! I'm telling you, you should never think of cooperating with me again!"
"Is that so?" Song Qiao looked at him and said dismissively.
"What do you think? Let me tell you, forget sending those two women, even if you send ten or eight more, I won't agree!"
"Heh, you're dreaming! I never intended to send anyone!" Song Qiao chuckled lightly.
What kind of pipe dream are you having, you old fool?
Li Junhao seemed not to hear what Song Qiao was saying, but continued to detail the revenge he would exact.
"How dare you lay hands on me? Just you wait, this isn't over! I'll contact the embassy, and they won't let you off! You'll die a horrible death!"
"How do you want me to die?" Song Qiao sneered, then asked, "Of course, that's not important. I can let you die right now, and you'll die a horrible death!"
As he spoke, Song Qiao's gaze swept around, looking for a suitable tool to teach this guy a lesson.
Then.
He saw an ashtray on the table.
He grabbed it, picked it up, swung it, and slammed it hard on Li Junhao's head.
*Bang!*
A muffled thud.
The ashtray made intimate contact with Li Junhao's greasy forehead.
The ashtray shattered, glass shards scattering everywhere.
Almost simultaneously, Li Junhao's forehead broke open, and a large amount of blood gushed out.
"Ah!" Li Junhao cried out in agony again.
This cry was different from before, sharper.
Like a pig being slaughtered.
Blood poured out of the wound.
Suddenly, his face was covered in blood.
Feeling unbearable pain, Li Junhao reached to cover the wound.
But he couldn't stop it!
Seeing so much blood flowing from his forehead, his eyes rolled back, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.
Song Qiao straightened up and snorted, "Just a little Bangguo punk, why the racket? No consideration for public decency, you know. Environmental noise pollution is a long and arduous task..."
He circled Li Junhao twice, feeling that he had taught him enough of a lesson.
However, he couldn't let this guy off so easily.
Shaking his head, he kicked Li Junhao again, "Stop playing dead, get up, I haven't had enough yet."
But Li Junhao was determined to play dead to the end, remaining still on the ground.
Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and someone walked in quickly.
Song Qiao, with his back to the office door, heard footsteps but didn't turn around.
Familiar footsteps, it was Madam Shen!
Being able to recognize footsteps was one of his new skills as a martial arts master.
On the ground, Li Junhao had been lying quietly, his eyes half-open, half-closed.
Hearing the sound, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
It turned out he hadn't fainted.
Lying there, he followed the sound and saw a woman, a woman with a great figure.
Looking up further, oh, it was Madam Shen, his aunt.
He suddenly found some strength in his body, got up, took two steps forward, and shouted.
"Help, help! Auntie, you must stand up for me!"
Song Qiao was not blocking him and Madam Shen at this moment, nor did he intend to stop him, otherwise, he would have been beaten back.
Now, Li Junhao began to pour out his grievances.
He had thought it through clearly; the only one who could deal with the person in front of him here was probably his aunt.
So, he began to exaggerate.
In fact, if he had known about the past grievances between Song Qiao and Madam Shen, he would have won Madam Shen's support by simply stating the facts.
"Ah, Junhao, what happened to you?" Seeing Li Junhao's condition, Madam Shen panicked. He was badly hurt!
"Someone, quickly, someone!" Madam Shen turned and called out to the outside.
Then, she said to Li Junhao, "Lie down properly and stop talking!"
However, Li Junhao didn't want to listen. Enduring the pain, he told his aunt the whole story, wanting Madam Shen to avenge him.
In his eyes, his aunt was very capable and shrewd, and she would surely be able to handle this Song Qiao.
So, despite Madam Shen's pleas, he kept talking.
"This guy claims to be the CEO of Huajiang Group. Look what he's done to me! They completely disregard our Great Bangguo, it's a serious provocation against us!
Auntie, you must stand up for me. I suggest we not only cancel the cooperation with Hua Country but also have the Hua people deal with him!"
Song Qiao, with his back to the door, quietly admired a painting on the wall.
"Sir, you've barged into our place and caused trouble, do you have anything to say?" Madam Shen spoke, her voice icy and full of anger.
Who was this person, daring to cause trouble at the Bangguo Embassy in Hua Country! And beat her nephew so badly.
Song Qiao slowly turned around, revealing his face.
"It's you?" Madam Shen was indeed extremely surprised, her beautiful eyes widening, as if an egg could fit into her mouth.
She had not expected to see Song Qiao here.
At the same time, her heart sank.
"Heh heh, Madam Shen, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here." In truth, Song Qiao's surprise was feigned.
Because he already knew that Li Junhao and Madam Shen were closely related, relatives.
He was not surprised at all to see Madam Shen here.
Someone must have informed Madam Shen that something had happened in Li Junhao's office, that he had been beaten.
This was a big deal!
Someone had barged into the headquarters of the Bangguo chaebol in Hua Country to cause trouble!
Did they have so little respect for Bangguo, thinking the Bangguo chaebol were easygoing folk?
Madam Shen felt severely offended, and she wished she could tear the troublemaker to pieces.
That's why she had rushed over.