C22 Tearing Your Ex-husband with Your Bare Hands

The day was not as good as the day of the crash, and it was decided by consensus that the feast should be held at eight o'clock in the evening.

"I know a very delicious restaurant. How about we go there to eat later?"

"It's almost four o'clock now. Do we need to make a reservation first?"

"Shh, Director Fu is here!"

Fu Chenxiao's sudden appearance made the lively meeting room quiet down instantly. All of them sat up straight as if a disaster was about to befall them.

There were also a few female colleagues who were ready to be criticized by the president.

"Director Fu, this is the contract that we signed just now." Seeing everyone's reaction, Du Qianqian wisely handed over the contract on the table.

"Yes." Fu Chenxiao's expression did not change as he looked around. "Set a place and send it to my phone."

"Yes," Fu Chenxiao said. Du Qianqian nodded in agreement.

When they returned to the project team's office, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

"Director Fu means that he has tacitly allowed us to hold a celebration banquet?" The young girl with the ponytail blinked her eyes and asked.

"He has more than acquiesced. It is very likely that he will participate." The bald man leaning against the window said thoughtfully.

The others looked at each other. They all looked surprised and flattered. When had Director Fu ever attended such a celebration banquet?

Soon it was time to get off work. Everyone packed up and went to the restaurant together.

After dinner, they found a KTV nearby.

"Little Du, you lost again. Punish me with alcohol!"

The bald man poured wine diligently, without the slightest intention of showing mercy to the fairer sex.

Du Qianqian raised her wine glass and drained it in one gulp. She did not want to be outdone and said, "Wait. I'll go to the bathroom and fight with you for another 300 rounds. I don't believe that I won't be able to win tonight."

Until Fu Chenxiao arrived at the KTV, he did not see Du Qianqian come back.

Her colleagues only thought that she was too drunk to go out and let the wind blow. They did not take it to heart.

"Come on, continue playing. This time, I will definitely win...!" Du Qianqian pushed open the door and saw a room full of men and women. She instantly sobered up, "Sorry, I walked into the wrong room."

Gu Yuanhang recognized her immediately. He pressed the pause button and deliberately raised his voice to mock her, "Yo, yo. Aren't these my broken shoes? Why? You've only left me for a few days and now you're here as a waitress?"

"Come over and have a few drinks with me first. If you make me happy, I won't miss out on your benefits." The man at the side lightly hooked his finger at Du Qianqian.

"Don't compare the length with a fool." Du Qianqian was too lazy to argue with them. She left this sentence and turned to leave.

When the little brother by the door received Gu Yuanhang's notification, he immediately pulled Du Qianqian back.

Du Qianqian forcefully freed herself from the little brother's restraints and said calmly, "You guys are big men. Bullying a woman, what kind of ability is that?"

Hearing this, Gu Yuanhang stood up from the sofa with a ferocious face and walked around the tea table to approach Du Qianqian.

"You think you can use Fu Chenxiao to step on my face?"

"Haha," Gu Yuanhang said. "Do you have any face? If it wasn't for me, would you have today?"

Slap!

"Bitch, shut up for me."

His voice and applause fell at the same time.

Du Qianqian's right cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's wrong? Did I poke your sore spot?" A cold smile hung at the corner of her mouth, like a red rose with thorns.

After hearing Du Qianqian's words, the few men sitting in the C position put down the wine cups in their hands and looked up with interest, as if they were watching a show.

Sensing the strange look in his eyes, Gu Yuanhang was extremely resentful, "Stop talking nonsense here!"

"Gu Yuanhang, I have made things clear today. I will take back what belongs to me. I will not let go of any debt that should be settled."

Du Qianqian's cold voice echoed in the room. It was soft but firm. It was full of vigor.

"Du Qianqian, don't think that I really don't dare to touch you!" He calmed himself down and said these words in a flustered and exasperated manner.

"Pa, Pa, Pa!"

Two crisp clapping sounds rang out in succession.

"You dare to hit me?" Gu Yuanhang looked at Du Qianqian in disbelief. "Go!"

He waved to his subordinate beside him. A few people surrounded him. They punched and kicked Du Qianqian.

"Bang!"

Just as he started, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open.