Next to the corridor is the design department. Shi Sangluo pulled a chair out and said, "Mr. Zhao, sit down."

Mr. Zhao was half-believing and half-doubted: "You..."

"Sit down."

"……OK."

Mr. Zhao sat down, and Shi Sangluo pulled a chair for himself and sat down next to Mr. Zhao.

The entire design department was silent at this time and gathered together, looking at Wang Wei and Fu Chengyuan in fear and curiosity.

Wang Wei showed no mercy at all. Even though Fu Chengyuan was good at it, he was accidentally touched several times.

Mr. Zhao was so angry that he saw it: "Secretary Shi, why don't you stop me? It's almost done. If you really beat Mr. Fu out..."

While Fu Chengyuan was storing Wang Wei's punch after punch, he heard Mr. Zhao's voice in his ears, and glanced at Shi Sangluo at the edge of his eyes.

But she didn't mean to get up and pull the frame, but just said lightly: "Mr. Zhao, I remember there is an antique frame in your office, right?"

Mr. Zhao was a little puzzled: "Yes, I usually like some antiques, but what does this have to do with the current situation?"

"I remember last time I saw a Yuan blue and white porcelain on your antique shelf, and the color was very good."

"Yes, that's what I bought back at a high price."

"Mr. Zhao, I don't know much about antiques. Please tell me, if there is a gap in the bottle of the Yuan blue and white porcelain, will the price drop?"

Mr. Zhao gave her science: "There are not so few blue and white porcelains, but most of them are damaged, so the flawless Yuan blue and white porcelain is so precious. If the mouth of the bottle is broken, it is not a problem of price decline. It is no different from other damaged blue and white porcelains. They cannot be sold at all, and no one will buy them."

Shi Sangluo nodded: "Yes, no one buys the bottle mouth if it is broken, and no one buys the broken porcelain pieces. In fact, there is no difference."

"This is the reason, but..." Mr. Zhao suddenly reacted and opened his eyes wide in shock: "Secretary Shi, what do you mean..."

"Since Wang Wei has already taken action, no matter whether Mr. Fu is injured or not, the difference is not big. Anyway, Mr. Fu cannot let Wang Wei go, and even more so, Mingde is not allowed. Since this is the case, it is better to seize the opportunity to vent your anger now."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao's face turned pale, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Wang Wei seemed to have heard her words, and his fists were waving even more fiercely. Fu Chengyuan was about to turn his head and scold her, but was suddenly hit by Wang Wei in the stomach and took several steps back.

Mr. Zhao was so scared that he stood up: "Oh, calm down! Stop..."

Fu Chengyuan covered his stomach and glared at Shi Sang Luo.

Shi Sangluo then stood up slowly and called Wang Wei: "Okay, stop here."

Wang Wei's fist had already been raised, and he stopped in the air, letting go of his hatred.

Shi Sangluo glanced at several design department employees who were curled up not far away, waved to one of them: "Lisa, you can also send General Manager Wang to see a doctor."

"Okay, Vice President."

Wang Wei still gritted his teeth and pointed at Fu Chengyuan with his finger.

Fu Chengyuan frowned: "Do you still want to continue? Yes, I will accompany you."

"This is what you said..."

"Wang Wei!" Shi Sangluo stopped him and shook his head: "Go and leave the rest to me."

Wang Wei was a little worried: "Secretary Shi, I will do this matter one by one. Don't worry, I will submit my resignation report in a while, and it will not implicate you and Mingde."

Shi Sangluo chuckled: "But Mr. Fu is not for you at all, he is for me and Mingde. If you do something or not today, the result will be the same."

"Secretary Shi..."

"Okay," Shi Sangluo waved his hand: "Go home and have a few days off, pay, and the medical expenses company is inclusive. Mr. Zhao, should I have this right?"

Mr. Zhao nodded: "Of course, you are Mingde's vice president, so of course you have the right."

"Okay." Shi Sangluo responded: "Lisa, go."

Lisa helped Wang Wei leave.

Fu Chengyuan stood up straight and tidied up his suit jacket. Only his hair was slightly messy, but he still looked like the business elite with a bright and beautiful suit.

"Shi Sangluo," he curled his lips and sneered: "Hei Hei from the Mo, Ye Wo has been used to being outside. I haven't seen you for a few days. Have you also learned this habit of showing off your fierceness from him? Have you considered the consequences?"

"Mr. Fu, if you haven't played enough, I'll ask someone to call Wang Wei back now."
Chapter completed!