Everyone present was of the same generation as Jing Li, and it was quite infuriating that a little girl like her dared to speak to them in such a tone.
"Little girl, I've eaten more salt than you've walked roads. Being too arrogant isn't a good thing."
One of the big guys sneered.
Upon hearing this, Jing Li looked at the other person.
Misaki had mentioned all the managers to her.
The man who spoke was named Qiu Ge, a typical example of someone who would rather use his hands than his brain.
He prefers to solve problems with his fists, greatly admires his elder brother Jing Yang, and is utterly loyal to him.
And he is the key to Jing Li winning the respect of other managers.
"Uncle Ge, it's not about being old or having a lot of experience. Solving problems requires more than just physical skills; it requires using your brain."
Jing Li chuckled lightly, tapped her head with her index finger, and spoke in a boastful tone.
"What did you say! You look down on fists, huh? You want me to teach you a lesson with my fists?"
Enraged, Qiu Ge slammed his fist on the table.
Don't think he can't understand the sarcasm in the little girl's tone. That brat is mocking him for being simple-minded and all brawn and no brains!
"Then I really want to experience Uncle Ge's fists and see if he can teach me a lesson."
Jing Li got up, stretched her limbs, and arrogantly beckoned to Qiu Ge with her index finger.
"grass!"
Qiu Ge spat, stood up, ripped off his cumbersome suit jacket, violently tore off his tie, and began rolling up his sleeves.
The others chuckled with amusement at the sight, but did nothing to stop Chugo's bullying behavior.
Clearly, they also wanted to see the strength of Jing Yang's daughter.
Is he spoiled and arrogant, or does he actually have some real talent?
"Old Qiu, that's enough. The young girl has delicate skin; don't make her cry."
"They say a tiger father begets no dog son, so today I'll have a chance to see how well you raise your child."
"Little girl, don't cry when you get beaten up later."
...
Amidst the teasing, Jing Li made her move, delivering a side kick that swept towards Qiu Ge's abdomen.
Qiu Ge smiled contemptuously, standing motionless in place. Just as Jing Li's sweeping kick was about to hit his abdomen, he grabbed her with his large hand, lifted her up, and then threw her violently.
Jing Li flipped in the air and landed on one knee to steady herself.
She licked her lips, her eyes filled with excitement, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on her face. Her body lunged out like a cheetah once again.
His clenched fist slammed into Chugo's face.
Qiu Ge snorted coldly, grabbed her small fist that she was swinging with one hand, and his large, calloused hand swallowed Jing Li's small hand in an instant, like a giant beast.
The two were vastly different in both strength and physique. Jing Li was like a porcelain doll in front of him; it was no exaggeration to say that she could be crushed with a single pinch.
I wonder if the boss will be furious if I break her hand...
Just as Qiu Ge was struggling with his decision, Jing Li made another move, bending her knee and slamming it into his groin.
Holy crap!
Caught off guard by the sudden kick, Qiu Ge stumbled back three steps, clutching his groin with a dark expression, cursing, "You little brat, how shameless..."
Jing Li admired his ability to withstand blows. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have collapsed to the ground clutching their groin and groaning incessantly, but he was still able to stand firm. He truly deserved to be the man with the highest combat strength in EN.
"There's no way I can beat you. Uncle Ge is as tough as steel. If I don't find your weakness, I can't beat you."
Jing Li smiled brightly and launched another attack.
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