"Smack!"
Hao Jian slapped him again, and Qiu Chenggong fell onto the table once more.
"You!" Qiu Chenggong's face shifted from anger to fear, turning from blue to white. As a vice principal, being treated like this was driving him insane.
"If you think I would be afraid, do you think I would still dare to hit you?" Hao Jian sneered, finding Qiu Chenggong stupider than he had imagined.
"You have no respect for your elders, and you will pay for this sooner or later!" Qiu Chenggong said, annoyed.
"Elders? You are nothing but a traitor. I never go easy when beating a dog." Hao Jian grabbed Qiu Chenggong by the collar, his eyes flashing coldly. "Let me tell you this, if we win this contest, you will resign and get out of the Business School yourself, but if we unfortunately lose, you better be ready to atone with your life!"
"What... what do you want to do?" Qiu Chenggong shivered, confused about what Hao Jian meant, fearing he might even kill him.