Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The elevator stopped at the seventh floor.

Originally, there was no direct elevator to the eighth floor.

Su Yinxue glanced at her wristwatch and hurriedly left the elevator.

Not far away was the company reception, where two front desk attendants with painted brows and eyes received Su Yinxue, one with a round face, the other curly-haired.

Upon learning Su Yinxue's intent, the round-faced receptionist said with some difficulty, "I'm not sure, ladies, do you have an appointment?"

Su Yinxue took a business card out of her handbag and placed it on the desk.

She politely said, "I am Su Yinxue from Yalan Group. I had a phone appointment with Director Long, please notify him."

The round-faced receptionist was stunned and couldn't help but glance at the other curly-haired receptionist.

The two women exchanged a look, and as they gazed at the elegant and beautiful Su Yinxue, a mysterious smirk flashed across their eyes.

The round-faced receptionist lifted her head, revealing a flirty smile: "So you are Miss Su Yinxue."

"Director Long instructed that you don't need to be announced, you can just go directly to the general manager's office to find him."

Su Yinxue nodded, thanked them, and then headed to the eighth floor.

Yang Fei, following behind her, heard the two receptionists whispering behind them: "This lady is so beautiful and has such a great temperament, I can hardly believe she's that kind of person!"

"Hmm, looks can be deceiving. In this society, for money, people will do anything. What does being beautiful matter? Beautiful women need to eat too."

"Young Dragon is lucky, with a beauty like her in bed, she must be stunning, just don't know if Young Dragon is up to it..."

"Hee hee, whether he's up to it or not, don't you know? Last night you and Young Dragon..."

"Will you die if you stop? What nonsense are you talking about?"

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Listening to the playful chatter of the two receptionists, Yang Fei frowned slightly.

Then, he hummed a tune and nonchalantly followed Su Yinxue to the eighth floor.

On the eighth floor, there were four sections, with the largest area being the general manager's office.

Yinxue arrived at the entrance of the general manager's office and gently knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a young man in his late twenties peaked out his head.

He was decent looking, but his eyes, half-open as if not fully awake, rolled around showing a cunning expression.

Su Yinxue immediately recognized him; this young man was Long Shaoyang, the general manager of the Taihe Supermarket Chain.

The moment Long Shaoyang saw Su Yinxue, his eyes widened suddenly.

He forced a laugh, stepped forward to shake hands with Su Yinxue: "I really didn't expect President Su to be so punctual, please come in."

Su Yinxue had just reached out her hand to shake hands with Long Shaoyang.

Yang Fei rushed up and grabbed Long Shaoyang's hand.

He behaved very familiarly, extremely enthusiastically: "No need to be so humble, I've long heard that Director Long is handsome and dashing, and seeing you in person, you definitely live up to your reputation."

"Honestly, you are even more handsome than Ximen Qing on TV."

Su Yinxue was stunned and wanted to laugh but felt it was inappropriate.

Long Shaoyang's face immediately darkened.

Dammit, does this kid even know how to talk?

Was this supposed to be a compliment or an insult?

Everyone knows that Ximen Qing was a completely scoundrel and a bully.

This guy, because he stole Pan Jinlian, ended up with his head split open, and even his organs were dug out by Wu Song to commemorate Wu Dalang.

This kid actually compared himself to the notorious Ximen Qing?

Long Shaoyang's expression turned ugly, feeling his hand was being painfully gripped by Yang Fei.

Despite using all his strength, he couldn't pull free and had to bear the pain and mumbled: "Flattered, flattered."

Yang Fei appeared extremely enthusiastic, shaking Long Shaoyang's hand vigorously: "I've always admired a grand master of romance like Ximen Qing, thinking that we have such a personality like Director Long in Yannan fills me with immense admiration…"

He rambled on, but poor Long Shaoyang's knuckles were cracking loudly as Yang Fei gripped them tightly.

He sweated coldly from the pain and couldn't bear it any longer, unable to maintain his composure in front of Su Yinxue, he yanked with all his might.

Just as Long Shaoyang pulled back his suffering left hand with all his strength, unfortunately for him, Yang Fei just happened to let go.

Bang!

Long Shaoyang lost his balance and plopped down onto the ground, shaking the earth with a crash, all muddled and mixed up.

Worse yet, when Long Shaoyang fell, he tripped over a flower stand behind the door.

A pot of green ivy from atop the flower stand tumbled down, landing squarely, fitting right over Long Shaoyang's head.

The long vines of the green ivy comically covered half of Long Shaoyang's face, with an oval open-top flower pot now adorning his head.

At this moment, Long Shaoyang, covered in dust and dirt, looked just like a street beggar begging for food, or perhaps more like some kind of amphibious reptile.

Green-haired turtle!

Su Yinxue watched the dramatic scene unfold in astonishment and was speechless.

In Yannan City, Long Shaoyang was notoriously known as a spoiled playboy with slick hair and a powdered face, always mindful of his appearance and demeanor.

With his prominent family background and fairly handsome looks, countless girls had been played by him.

But today, a handshake with Yang Fei had turned him into this green-haired turtle, such bad luck.

Su Yinxue glanced at Yang Fei again, recalling her own experience, and shook her head.

This guy was truly a super troublemaker; whoever associated with him was jinxed.

Yang Fei watched Long Shaoyang in such a plight and barely managed to suppress his urge to burst out laughing.

With a face full of concern, he reached out to help Long Shaoyang: "Oh, Director Long, how could you be so careless? Come on, let me help you up."

"Stop!"

Long Shaoyang stood in front of Su Yinxue, dust-covered and frustrated, almost spitting blood.

As soon as he saw Yang Fei reaching out, he quickly shouted and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Damn it, just a handshake had thrown everything into chaos.

If he allowed him to help up, it would be like a level ten earthquake, heaven-splitting and earth-shattering.

Moreover, this jerk wasn't just offering a handshake; it was more like clamping on with a stick.

All five fingers on Long Shaoyang's left hand had swollen up.

"Director Long, how are you?"

Two bodyguards in black suits, hearing the noise, rushed out from the lounge.

Seeing the situation, they were shocked and hurried over to assist Long Shaoyang.

Yang Fei's gesture to help Long Shaoyang was merely for show.

From the conversations of the two front desk ladies, he had already learned that this guy was no good.

His arrangement to meet Su Yinxue alone to discuss collaboration was clearly with ulterior motives.

So from the moment they met, Yang Fei took the opportunity to play a light trick on him, putting him in his place.

It served as a reminder for that guy not to harbor any crooked ideas about Su Yinxue.

Whether it was effective or not, it was up to Long Shaoyang's fate now.

Long Shaoyang had thoroughly prepared for meeting Su Yinxue, looking dapper and even spending a lot of money on his hairstyle.

But he could never have imagined that a handshake would end up like this.

He was nearly driven mad, sternly asked Su Yinxue to wait for a moment, and then entered the changing room with the support of two security guards.

Ten minutes later, Long Shaoyang, clad in a silver-gray suit, reopened the door and invited Su Yinxue into the office.

He still maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, but his eyes now carried a hint of viciousness.

Just as Yang Fei was about to follow into the office, Long Shaoyang blocked the entrance, staring at Yang Fei: "May I ask, who is this…"