Chapter 58 Gang Fight
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The arrogant shouting and cursing didn't last long.
Cheng Jia ran to the first floor, crossed the dance floor, and bumped into four or five people.
He was finally tackled to the ground behind the bar's entrance.
He was covered in sweat, and his knees were badly bruised from hitting the floor.
He was about to struggle when several people pinned him to the ground.
The floor was cold, a deafening bass blasted above his head, and dazzling lights blinded him. He was being escorted by a group of bodyguards through the staff elevator at the bottom of the side staircase to a guest room on the eighth floor.
About ten minutes later.
Shi Qingci appeared in the corridor, unbuttoning her cuffs.
As soon as I approached the door, I heard the sounds of a brutal fight coming from inside.
It was also mixed with Cheng Jia's muffled groans as he was being beaten.
Shi Qingci frowned: "Open the door! Are you hitting him?"
"...Mr. Shi, I was just helping you teach him a lesson." The bodyguard at the door was startled, thinking, "Did I call the wrong person?"
He hurriedly and tremblingly swiped his card to open the door.
"Damn it, who told you to—"
Shi Qingci strode into the room and immediately saw the living room.
The sight that greeted him caused his pupils to constrict: a figure was huddled beside the coffee table.
Cheng Jia tried to fight back, but he was no match for the four or five burly bodyguards who were beating him up!
The beating had been going on for ten minutes. The white shirt was covered with huge shoe prints. Cheng Jia had also been punched several times in the face, and his lips were bleeding from being hit by his own teeth. Blood was flowing down the corner of his lips.
The left eye appears to be the most severely affected.
It was red, swollen, and bruised, and I couldn't even open my eyes.
Cheng Jia was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, his hair sticky to his forehead. He curled up, protecting his head with his elbows, and gasped for breath, "Uh, uh!"
The bodyguard in the black suit next to him was still kicking him hard in the stomach.
The bodyguards all wore pointed leather shoes.
Right under Shi Qingci's nose, he kicked Cheng Jia in the stomach three times!
Before she could even think, Shi Qingci sprang to her feet, grabbed a bodyguard by the clothes, and threw him aside, her voice filled with fury: "Who gave you permission to lay a hand on me!"
He simply instructed them to keep Cheng Jia under control.
I never said they were allowed to beat up Cheng Jia.
The bodyguards exchanged glances and whispered an explanation: "Mr. Shi, he's been too presumptuous. We're here to teach him a lesson..."
This kid was so arrogant, hurling insults at me just now.
Having finally caught him, how could I not give him a beating to vent my anger?
Did they do anything wrong by protecting their employer?
Shi Qingci took several deep breaths but couldn't contain her anger. She clenched her fists and said, "You lot, go up to the octagonal platform on the first floor and beat each other until you break your bones. If you can't get into orthopedics, I'll send you to jail. Get out!"
"!"
Did they call the wrong person?
The bodyguards didn't even dare to beg for mercy.
I rushed out!
"......"
"......"
Silence fell over the guest room.
The air was filled with the scent of sandalwood incense burned by the cleaning staff.
Cheng Jia couldn't smell it; his mouth and nose were filled with the metallic taste of blood. He peered up through the gap in his arm with his swollen, red eyes.
You can see straight-legged suit trousers and a man squatting down.
Cheng Jia didn't say anything, nor did she cry out in pain anymore.
He turned and buried his swollen face in his arms.
The arrogance he displayed when hurling insults is gone.
My shoulders are so sore they're shaking.
"...Get up and let me see." Shi Qingci carefully reached out her hand.
Gently tugging at Cheng Jia's dirty white shirt sleeve, he tried to help the injured man up.
"No," Cheng Jia dodged his touch. She hadn't fainted from the pain yet, and she struggled to her feet, her voice hoarse. "Is the beating over? Can I leave now?"
It's uncertain whether the ribs are broken.
He couldn't straighten his back right now, and his chest felt tight and painful.
He deserved it; who told him to impulsively curse?
Cheng Jia felt she deserved it.
“Whether you believe it or not, I didn’t order anyone to beat you up,” Shi Qingci explained subconsciously, but quickly realized, “...Even if I did, so what? You insulted me like that in public...you’re really heartless.”
With so many people there, what if someone takes a video with their phone?
Shengjing Group is going to be making headlines tomorrow.
It will damage the company's image, and the stock price will likely drop.
Shi Qingci didn't mind this; he would always find other ways to earn it back.
Currently, his biggest concern is Cheng Jia's injury.
He reached out to touch Cheng Jia's cheek, but as soon as his hand went out, he saw a trail of blood.
Shi Qingci: "Cheng Jia..."
"Ugh." Cheng Jia's nose continued to drip blood.
But he turned halfway around to prevent Shi Qingci from touching him, and wiped the blood from his nose with the sleeve of his white shirt.
But after rubbing it several times, the blood only increased.
Cheng Jia sniffed frantically.
"Stop wiping," Shi Qingci couldn't help but pull him back and whisper, "Come with me, there are towels in the bathroom to press down first, I'll take you to the hospital."
The rose-red plastic watch on his wrist, a gift from Li Han.
It reflected Cheng Jia's nosebleed and swollen eyes.
It's extremely disgusting.
"No need, don't worry about it," Cheng Jia said, not wanting to go to the restroom or go to the hospital with this person. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant. "...I said, can I leave now? I got beaten up for scolding you, so we're even. You don't need to pay for my medical bills."
He should go to the small clinic for a checkup, and then go home and get some sleep.
I'll talk to Zhou Minghe about my severance pay when I wake up tomorrow.
In short, being fired is a done deal, and there's no turning back now.
Cheng Jia can only recover her health before making plans for the future.
Let's just take it one day at a time.
Try your best to repay the debt.
Just as he was about to leave, Shi Qingci blocked his way again.
Shi Qingci hugged Cheng Jia: "Come with me."
"I'm not going!" Cheng Jia repeated again. His mouth and chest ached when he raised his voice even slightly. He took a deep breath. "Don't touch me. I'm leaving."
I was beaten so badly that all I wanted to do was go home.
I went home, curled up in bed, and took a nap.
Based on past experience of being beaten, the pain would subside after a good night's sleep.
Cheng Jia hates hospitals.
"Where are you going if you don't go to the hospital?" Shi Qingci was worried about letting Cheng Jia leave and insisted on going to the hospital with him. She made up an excuse, "...You think you can settle things after you insulted me? My reputation is more precious than your life. I'm going to hold you accountable. The corridor surveillance footage is full of evidence of your malicious insults against me."
Shi Qingci said, "If you come to the hospital with me now, I can temporarily refrain from calling the police."
In short, there must be some kind of connection.
The creditor is the most suitable.
"......"
Should we call the police?
“…This is enough, isn’t it?” Cheng Jia opened his palm, revealing a bloody tooth. His lips were swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot. He grinned mockingly. “I insulted you, and you sent a group to beat me up. I don’t necessarily have to compensate you for calling the police.”
There are always departments in this world that can protect civilians, right?
Cheng Jia was in the right to call the police; he was just venting his anger by hurling a few curses.
They shouldn't have been beaten like this.
My tooth fell out.
"!" A tooth.
Shi Qingci didn't expect those people to be so ruthless.
However, this is unavoidable, as most of the bodyguards are retired boxers with extraordinary strength.
But the fact that Cheng Jia was still able to stand up shows that they had some sense of propriety.
At least out of consideration for Kim Hyuk's reputation, they didn't dare to kill him.
It's always the case when someone else insults you in public.
Even if you're brought behind the scenes, you'll still get this treatment.
They even beat them harder.
Shi Qingci stared at Cheng Jia's palm, her heartache barely concealed in her eyes.
I wanted nothing more than to rush down and pull out the teeth of those bodyguards.
He lowered his eyelids, gritting his teeth to remain defiant.
"...It's just a tooth."
"......"
Cheng Jia turned to look at Shi Qingci in surprise.
It's just a tooth?
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