After four o'clock in the afternoon, a private car stopped in front of the Fu Group's entrance, and Gu Xiyang pushed the car door open to get out.
She was still clad in branded attire, with delicate makeup adorning her face, and oversized sunglasses covering most of it.
Wearing high heels, she walked with an elegant stride, like a proud peacock strutting in with head held high.
She didn't even glance at the reception as she proceeded inward with disdain.
But after only a few steps, she was grabbed by a security guard. Without a word, he started dragging her out.
There had been instructions from above a long time ago not to allow Gu Xiyang in the company.
Upon seeing her, the directive was to throw her out directly.
"Take your dirty hands off me, let go!"
Gu Xiyang's expression darkened as she raised her hand to hit the security guard's face.
The raised hand was seized by the guard once more, showing no gentle treatment, twisting it back with a jerk.
"Ah!"