Fok Group Building, Central, Hong Kong Island.
Shangguan Xiaobao and Huang Yulang were almost staggering as they were pushed out of Ho Chun-ting's luxurious and spacious office by two stern-faced security guards.
The heavy mahogany door slammed shut behind them.
It not only blocked out the prying eyes outside, but also felt like a loud slap in their faces.
The shockwaves from the door closing still seemed to resonate in the air, leaving the two men looking pale as death. The smugness of trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful that they had when they came here was now replaced by a mess of panic and bottomless fear.
In the office, Huo Zhenting stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his chest heaving violently, and his muscles tense under his expensive Italian custom-made shirt.
The anger that he had suppressed just now surged up like magma, burning the whites of his eyes with red.
He turned around abruptly, picked up the heavy bronze paperweight on his desk, a Ming Dynasty artifact bought at Sotheby's auction last year, and slammed it hard onto the thick Persian carpet!
"Bang!"
A dull thud exploded in the empty room. The paperweight made a dent in the carpet, rolled a few times, and then stopped.
"Get lost! Get lost! Huh! Do you scoundrels think I, Huo Zhenting, can cling to you?"
Huo Zhenting was breathing heavily and growling with gritted teeth, not only at the embarrassed figures of Shangguan Xiaobao and Huang Yulang, but also at someone who made him hate him even more.
Despicable!
Despicable and dirty!
They will resort to any despicable means!
What is the identity of this Huo Zhenting?
The future head of the Huo family, a descendant of one of Hong Kong's top aristocratic families, is always upright even when he wants to suppress his competitors. He competes within the rules and crushes them with capital, power, and connections!
Such despicable, self-defeating, and despicable tactics that only undermine the foundation of the industry are an insult to his identity!
If this gets out, people will say that Young Master Huo is associating with such a rat just to deal with a mere Kobayashi Tianwang from Japan?
This was even more humiliating than the firecracker joke he suffered at the entrance of Villa No. 3 in Repulse Bay last night!
Kobayashi Tenbo!
This name was like a sharp poisonous thorn, piercing into Ho Chun-ting's heart and lungs.
That face that always had a sarcastic smile on it, that fearless and calm demeanor in the face of danger, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the iron barrel last night are still ringing in my ears!
And those disgusting headlines in the newspapers, every word was like needles and axes carving on his pillar of shame!
The vague, smiling gazes from Hong Kong's top circles seemed to be shining through the blinds and burning his back.
"Kobayashi Tenbo... Kobayashi Tenbo..."
Huo Zhenting chewed on the name over and over again, his eyes burning with deep hatred and strong desire to conquer.
He must pay the price!
Kobayashi Tenmo must get out of Hong Kong Island completely!
And it will be crushed by him, Ho Chun-ting, in the most upright and irrefutable way!
Otherwise, how will Mr. Huo survive in Hong Kong Island in the future?
Assistant Arong pushed the door open silently. Seeing the paperweight on the ground and Huo Zhenting's unprecedented anger, his heart trembled.
He carefully walked around the mess and whispered, "Mr. Huo, those two have been driven out.
I have also told my subordinates not to disclose that these two people came to see Mr. Huo and are not allowed to enter the building again..."
"snort!"
Huo Zhenting snorted angrily without looking back.
A Rong held his breath, not daring to say anything more, and quietly retreated.
The office fell silent again, with only Huo Zhenting's heavy breathing as the sound.
However, in the midst of this burning anger, a figure suddenly broke into his mind without any warning, but extremely domineeringly.
Cool and refreshing!
Noble!
Like an orchid blooming quietly in the moonlight, independent and untainted by the dust.
Liu Rumeng!!!
Huo Zhenting's boiling blood suddenly stagnated, and the anger in his chest seemed to be extinguished by a pool of cold spring water, steaming up a misty fog.
It was the face that I had caught a glimpse of in the Guo family’s living room.
Her skin is whiter than snow, her facial features are as delicate as a masterpiece of nature, and her eyes are calm with a hint of subtle distance.
Her demeanor, her talent...
Peter Ho had never felt such a strong attraction towards any woman.
That night, even across half the Guo family's living room, he could seem to smell the unique, almost imperceptible cold fragrance on her body.
The more you can't get it, the more precious it seems.
The more it is obstructed by external forces, the more beautiful it seems.
He finally remembered why he lost his composure last night and drove his Rolls-Royce to honk the horn for ten minutes?
In the final analysis, wasn't it because of that damn scandalous photo, because that bastard named Xiaolin Tianwang dared to be associated with Liu Rumeng's name, thus tarnishing the unique orchid in his mind?
The anger transformed strangely in an instant.
His hatred for Kobayashi Tenwang deepened, and the impulse brought by the figure in his heart became even more burning and unbearable.
I tossed and turned and had no appetite.
That touch of coldness seemed to have magical power, able to soothe all the noise and bustle in the world, but only cast bigger and stronger ripples on the lake of his heart.
This impulse was so strong that it instantly overwhelmed the shame and worries about the plan.
Ho Chun-ting walked to the desk almost subconsciously and picked up the latest model of gold-rimmed phone.
The disgust they had felt towards Shangguan Xiaobao just now seemed to be temporarily forgotten, leaving only a feeling of nervousness and excitement, with their fingers trembling slightly uncontrollably.
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