Pei Yucheng heard Director Qian's shrieks and glanced coldly at the young man who had just wounded the director. "Did I ask you to act?"
As Pei Yucheng's words echoed, his eyes became exceedingly cold.
The young man coughed gently and swallowed his saliva. In a meek tone, he answered, "I slipped…"
The young man with the wavy hair gleefully gloated as Pei Yucheng expressed his disapproval. "You deserved it! Don't you know that Boss hates violence?"
The man who was wearing a suit muttered, "Yeah, yeah. Boss hates violence the most. Boss is really gentle. I still can't get used to it…"
The young man with the wavy hair adjusted his clothes as he took the lollipop out of his mouth. He took a pile of documents from the woman and strolled over to the directors. Then, he began to distribute each of them politely.