C8 Revenge

In the past ten years, Xiao Jun had seen the name Qu Li many times.

For example, on the signature page of some loan contracts of the Jade Financial Group company, or on the decision for him to be fired by the Jade Financial Group company. However, he had never matched his name with others.

Today, in this life, when the same person in different time and space overlapped, Xiao Jun vaguely discovered that the luck brought by the Lucky Fruit might not be as simple as winning a lottery ticket.

This Fruit of Fortune had truly given him a perfect opportunity to take revenge and take revenge.

"Now, I'll treat you to a drink, coffee, coffee!"

Xiao Jun said with a trembling voice. He could no longer suppress the anger and hatred in his heart. He raised his fist and smashed it hard on Qu Li's side of his face.

The humiliation of ten years of hard work in his previous life was concentrated on the culprit in front of him at this moment. Xiao Jun did not even bother to curse. He only wanted to exchange his fist for the other party's pain.

Tang Bowen, who was lying at the elevator entrance, had encountered the darkest day of his life. When he saw Qu Li, he thought that he had finally met his savior. Who would have thought that in just a few words, his savior was pressed down by that malefic in the elevator and beaten until he was a pig's head.

Tang Bowen laid on the ground. The elevator door closed and hit his legs. Then, it opened again. After repeating this a few times, he silently moved his body, hoping that he would not alarm that malefic and climb out of the hellish elevator on earth.

However, he only turned halfway and reached out a hand to grab his belt and drag him back.

The elevator door slammed shut. From inside came a low, blood-curdling duet...

...

In front of the elevator door on the tenth floor of the Xucheng City Trading Company building, a staff member was holding a cup of coffee in his hand, ready to send it to his boss.

But when the elevator door opened, she saw an unbelievable scene.

In the elevator, a young man in a suit smiled and said, "Coffee? Thank you." Then he took the cup of coffee from her hand.

She didn't even understand what was going on. When the elevator door closed, a voice came from inside, "Young Master Qu, the coffee you asked for has arrived. ..."

...

In the hall on the first floor of the Xucheng City Trading Company building, a team of well-trained security guards and seven or eight stern-looking bodyguards were guarding all the elevator doors and stairs. No one was allowed to go up.

Naturally, the security guards were sent by the bank, but the bodyguards were left by Tang Bowen and Qu Li.

In front of these people, seven or eight arrogant young men were either holding flowers or holding gift boxes, cursing non-stop. What they said was nothing more than asking them to go upstairs to see Liu Xixi.

Ten minutes ago, it was this group of hedonistic young masters who brought their bodyguards and rushed into the building of Xucheng City Trading Company at the same time. Dozens of people were in a mess, fighting for the only elevator that could lead to the 22nd floor.

What kind of place was this? It was a bank. A small disturbance could cause a big problem, not to mention the "chaotic battle" between dozens of people.

At that time, someone had rung the alarm. Security guards rushed out from all directions to maintain order. Only Tang Bowen and Qu Li took advantage of the chaos and got into the elevator.

At this moment, it had been so long. All the young foppish men present had already felt that their plan to be the first to please the beauty had failed. However, at this moment, the elevator door that led to the 22nd floor suddenly opened.

In the elevator lay a fat, skinny, and pig-headed man. They weakly called out to the outside.

"Quick, quickly take me to the hospital."

"Call my dad and ask him to send someone. I want to kill that kid. I want to kill him!"

...

That afternoon, all kinds of news began to spread in the circle of rich young masters in Xucheng.

Some people said that... Tang Bowen and Qu Li had severely injured each other in order to fight for the chance to meet Liu Xixi.

Some people also said that Tang Bowen and Qu Li had severely injured each other. Liu Xixi hired a super bodyguard to deal with those rich young masters who wanted to get close to her.

The final theory was that Liu Xixi met with an accident and was saved by a mysterious man. The mysterious man turned into Liu Xixi's personal bodyguard, killing gods and buddhas when meeting gods.

After that, the mysterious man's identity was found out. It was a guy from Xiao Jun. He was a classmate of Liu Xixi when she was in college.

Immediately after, rumors began to spread. Some people said that Xiao Jun had long since closed the curtain of Liu Xixi's pearl. Liu Xixi even had an abortion for Xiao Jun. Whoever tried to harass Liu Xixi, Xiao Jun would beat them until they were disabled.

This was the first time Xiao Jun's name had appeared in the circle of rich young masters in Xucheng. He had become a thorn in many people's side.

Of course, these things had happened later. At this time, Xiao Jun still didn't know what the consequences of his actions today would be.

When the elevator descended to the second floor, Xiao Jun walked out. Although he wanted to grab Qu Li and Tang Bowen and fight for seven days and seven nights, he knew that there must be these guys' bodyguards on the first floor. If he continued fighting, he would definitely be courting death.

Qu Li and Tang Bowen, one was filled with wine and meat, and the other was hollowed out by wine and color. Xiao Jun could still deal with them easily. Their bodyguards were definitely not to be trifled with.

When they reached the second floor of the elevator, Xiao Jun hummed a little tune and climbed up the stairs to the 22nd floor. In his previous life, he had not felt so carefree for many years.

When he finally returned to his job, before Xiao Jun could catch his breath, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

He picked it up and picked it up. There were only four words on the other side of the phone.

"Well done!"