The coffee cup hit the head of the department in the face and slammed against the office door with a loud bang. The broken porcelain pieces scratched the expensive furniture. The head of the department was stunned. After several tens of seconds, he slowly raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a trembling voice, "Boss, is there a problem with the project plan?" Even if there was a problem, he shouldn't be so angry, as if someone had killed his whole family.
Ning Sinian stared at the computer screen, his face was livid, his chest was heaving, and he was obviously in a rage.
He gave the person in charge a cold look and waved his hand. The person in charge trotted out of the office as if he had been granted amnesty.
On the computer screen, the boy was brushing his teeth for the fifth time. The foam he spat out was obviously stained with blood. Ning Sinian also tasted a hint of blood on his tongue, and he wanted to eat Zhao Xinfang alive.
But it doesn't work now. He just threw a bait for Qian Yu, who was already on his way to Ning's house. He was about to call Zhao Jun and ask him to stop the young man. If he kept brushing his gums, he would probably rot. But as soon as he picked up the phone, he saw his sleepy son wearing a pair of big slippers and walking towards the young man.
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