n-event decathlon all because of the kidnapping incident when he was thirteen.After being kidnapped, Huo Mingzheng suffered from serious psychological issues. Experts in various fields visited his hom...Huomingzheng stood up and beckoned to him, "You, come here."

With so many people watching, the other party still spoke in such a commanding tone. Deng Shao felt that his face was about to lose all dignity.

If he really went, he would be laughed at by everyone back at the company tomorrow.

There were many girls present, and he couldn't act too naive either. Especially since the other party had a goddess-level presence, he had to make a good impression.

He stood still, his tone soft, "What's up, brother"

Fu Yan gave a sharp cough.

Xiao Xi quickly patted her on the back, "Are you okay, Manager Fu"

Fu Yan's cheeks flushed bright red, she waved her hand away, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Deng Shao's "second brother" walking towards her.

Deng Shao still didn't know when to stop, and handed a bottle of water to Fu Yan, "Sister, are your throat dry from eating melon seeds Here, have some water."

Hu Mingzheng's eyes darkened.

I'll be waiting for you at the door. Don't come out or face the consequences.

Deng Shaodi's hand trembled as he handed over the water bottle. The moment it hit the ground, a chill ran down his spine.

This is truly evil today.

He looked at the other person's tall and straight back, even his neck felt a chill.

He chuckled twice, "You guys eat and drink first. I'll go out and take a look. Don't worry, if there's any misunderstanding, I'll clear it up."

Then everyone saw Deng Shao chasing after that person's footsteps, saying nice things with his mouth, but anyone with eyes could see that he was scared, intimidated.

The person from the opposite company, one who knows Duan's secretary pretty well, whispered to her, "What happened to your company's handsome guy"

The secretary, who was also shelling peanuts, was taken aback. "Isn't he from your company"

Fu Yan lowered her head, almost smiling.

The other party took a deep breath, “He’s not from our company. We thought he was from yours and were wondering how we’d never heard of such an amazing-looking guy.”

Once these words were spoken, silence fell over the room.

All eyes turned to the closed door.

Besides Fu Yan, everyone else had the same question in their hearts—who was he

"Brother, who are you Are you Fang Xin's new employee" Deng Shao's voice was impatient outside the door, but unfortunately his legs weren't as long as the other person's, and he almost couldn't keep up.

Ho Ming walked into the stairwell. He was dressed in a black tracksuit and wearing a black mask. The stairwell lights were cold-toned, illuminating him like a black phantom from hell.

Deng Shao felt a shiver of unease in his heart and wanted to retreat, but he remembered that this was Huo Mingzheng's Drunk Wonderland. Fights were not allowed here, so he cautiously followed into the stairwell.

With a click, the lighter flared to life.

Ho Ming snatched off his mask and lit a cigarette. He was half a head taller than the little fat man in front of him, and gave him a cold stare.

Only then did Deng Shao realize that the other person looked like someone from a completely different world. It's true, there is indeed a wall between people.

And, how could he feel that this face seemed familiar to him somewhere

He was about to take a closer look, but the other's gaze inexplicably made him feel uneasy. He had no choice but to speak first, "Brother, is there something we misunderstand"

"What's your name" the man's voice was cold.

What an arrogant and rude attitude. At least he's a legitimate second-generation rich kid.

Although but......

"Xiao Deng."

Huo Mingzheng slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, blurring the coldness in his eyes, "Hmm"

Deng Shao was so scared by his voice that his scalp tingled. He knew he had been misunderstood and explained, "My surname is Deng, and my given name is Shao."

"You sister was that woman just now" Huo Mingzheng chuckled lightly.of his white coat and sighed, "I don't know who you learned to talk like that from."For a moment, he thought Fu Yan was possessed by Huo Mingzheng.Even their gaze and tone of voice were identical."Sin...