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

Mr. Zhao was dubious: "You..."

"Sit down."

"……OK."

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

The entire design department was silent at this time. They all gathered together and looked at Wang Wei and Fu Chengyuan with fear and curiosity.

Wang Wei was merciless in his attacks. Although Fu Chengyuan was also very skilled, he was accidentally touched several times.

Mr. Zhao gasped at the sight: "Secretary Shi, why don't you go and stop us? It's almost done. If Mr. Fu is really beaten up..."

While Fu Chengyuan was parrying Wang Wei's punch after punch, he heard Mr. Zhao's voice in his ears and glanced at Shi Sangluo out of the corner of his eye.

But she had no intention of starting a fight. She just said lightly: "Mr. Zhao, I remember that there is an antique shelf in your office, right?"

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

"I remember seeing a Yuan blue and white piece on your antique shelf last time. It was in very good condition."

"Yes, I bought that at a high price."

"Mr. Zhao, I don't know much about antiques. I would like to ask you, if there is a gap in the mouth of this Yuan blue and white bottle, will the price have to be reduced?"

Mr. Zhao gave her popular science: "There are actually not that few blue and white porcelains, but most of them are damaged, which is why the intact blue and white porcelain of Yuan Dynasty is so precious. If the bottle mouth is broken, it is not a problem of falling prices, but with other

There is no difference between those damaged blue and white porcelains, they cannot be sold at a high price, and no one will buy them."

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

"That's the truth, but..." Mr. Zhao suddenly reacted and opened his eyes in shock: "Secretary Shi, you mean..."

"Since Wang Wei has already taken action, it doesn't matter whether Mr. Fu is injured or not. In fact, the difference is not big. Anyway, Mr. Fu can't let Wang Wei go, let alone Mingde. In this case, it's better to do it now

Seize the opportunity to vent your anger."

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

Wang Wei seemed to have heard what she said, and he waved his fists more vigorously. Fu Chengyuan was about to turn his head and scold her, but was suddenly hit in the stomach by Wang Wei and took several steps back.

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

Fu Chengyuan covered his stomach and glared at Shi Sangluo.

Shi Sangluo slowly stood up and stopped Wang Wei: "Okay, stop clicking."

Wang Wei's fist had been raised, stopped abruptly in mid-air, and then dropped it bitterly.

Shi Sangluo glanced at several design department employees huddled together not far away, and waved one of them over: "Lisa, you can also send Mr. Wang to the doctor."

"Okay, okay, Vice President Shi."

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

Fu Chengyuan frowned: "Want to continue? Okay, I'll accompany you."

"This is what you said..."

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

Wang Wei was a little worried: "Secretary Shi, I am responsible for this matter alone. Don't worry, I will submit my resignation report soon and I won't harm you and Mingde."

Shi Sangluo chuckled: "But Mr. Fu is not here for you at all, he is here for me and Mingde. Whether you take action today or not, the result will be the same."

"Secretary Shi..."

"Okay," Shi Sangluo waved his hand: "Let's go home and rest for a few days, with salary, and the company will cover all medical expenses. Mr. Zhao, I should have this right, right?"

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

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

Lisa helped Wang Wei leave.

Fu Chengyuan stood up straight and straightened his suit jacket. Only his hair was slightly messy, but he still looked like the business elite in a neat suit.

"Shi Sangluo," he curled his lips and sneered: "Those who are close to the ink are black. Ye Wo is used to hanging out outside. After not seeing each other for a few days, you also learned this habit of showing off his fierceness and fighting? Consider it.

Have you suffered the consequences?”

"Mr. Fu, if you haven't fought enough, I'll have Wang Wei come back now."
Chapter completed!