"You... you... poof..." Wang Yong lost her face in front of Chen Jie and spat out a mouthful of blood in a hurry.
Ye Fan cut, pointed to Wang Yong and said, "Kid, next time you harass Boss Chen, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
After that, Ye Fan and Chen Jie walked toward Guan Zhi fifth who was in front of them.
Wang Yong stared at Ye Fan's back, and his face turned red with anger. He was very puzzled. He didn't know why Ye Fan had turned from a waste to a master in just a few days.
People around the company were talking about it.
"Who is that driver? Why is he so domineering?"
"Yeah, can it be that Mr. Chen's toy boy? Just now, when Mr. Chen stood close to him, he was clearly like a little woman."
"He must have been kept as a mistress. Otherwise, how could a driver dare to beat Mr. Wang?"
"I heard... I just heard that the driver's salary is ten thousand yuan a month!"