Zhou Bingrui stared at the man for a long while. "Isn't this Liu Dehai? What happened to you? Got beaten up?"
Liu Dehai had just had his hair pulled out by Tang Feng, and his head was already a bloody mess.
Hearing Zhou Bingrui's question, he seemed to find a pillar of support. "Mr. Rui, you have to help me get revenge for this affront."
Zhou Bingrui glanced at Tang Feng, a strange smile appearing on his face. "Don't be in a hurry. Tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"
Liu Dehai glared viciously at Tang Feng. "I was here today on behalf of Qianda Plaza to discuss some business when this little beast suddenly charged at me and grabbed my hair for no reason. I said I'm the vice president of Qianda Plaza, but he said he was hitting someone from Qianda Plaza."
"Mr. Rui, he's not just hitting me, he's slapping your face!"
Zhou Bingrui looked at him impassively. "Oh, is that so? To dare provoke my man is indeed to seek death. So, what do you think I should do to punish him?"