Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

Ignoring Mr. Fang's glare that seemed to want to stab him, Yan Siqing continued playing the video.

When it finally came to the day when Manager Zhang was beaten, the video started with Manager Zhang scolding Xiaowen and the others.

My goodness, that sentence 'Your whole family is dead, so I won't approve this leave for you' directly made Mr. Fang, who was already very angry, even more angry.

When it came to the part where Yan Siqing broke Manager Zhang's hand bones, the video was perfectly cut off again.

Yan Siqing: "Ah, no more~"

Manager Zhang was so panicked that he was ready to gain sympathy by showing his miserable appearance at the end.

How did I end up here...

"No, how could there be no one?" Manager Zhang stared anxiously.

Yan Siqing ignored him and instead looked at Mr. Fang standing beside him.

Seeing the angry look on the old fox's face, it was obvious that he had understood Yan Siqing's intention. He directly told Manager Zhang to get out and took Yan Siqing to the lounge next door.

"As far as I remember, there is no surveillance equipment in the laboratory, so Miss Yan, can you tell me where you got these videos?"

"Mr. Fang just needs to know that they exist. As for where they came from, is it that important?"

Mr. Fang sneered, then calmly lit a cigarette, without the slightest thought of asking the other party whether he minded.

“Young man, being bold is a good thing, but if you overestimate your own abilities and try to stand out, you may end up losing more than you gain.

You must have forgotten that when the project started, I asked you to sign a confidentiality agreement. I can sue you directly for these videos. Do you know how much you will have to pay?"

When Mr. Fang looked at Yan Siqing, he narrowed his eyes in contempt and pointed with his finger, indicating one, meaning one million.

People like Mr. Fang know exactly how to manipulate poor people like the original owner.

Such an astronomical figure is too high for the original owner, who had to rely on scholarships and grants to barely complete his studies.

Even just a mention would be enough to make her swallow all her resentment and grievances.

Yan Siqing walked over with a smile and easily took away the cigarette that he had just held in his mouth.

He said slowly, "Mr. Fang may not understand people like me well enough."

Mr. Fang still had a smile on his face as he watched the struggle of his subordinates with amusement.

"Oh? Tell me."

"When there is no way out, I don't mind going down with the enemy. If your company really wants me to pay compensation after the matter gets out of hand, I definitely can't afford it."

Hearing her say this, Mr. Fang snorted and laughed in a self-righteous manner.

It's like saying, 'It's good that you know it. You know you can't afford to pay, so just be a good boy and don't cause any trouble.'

"By then, I'm not sure what I can do. It's not a bad idea to let Mr. Fang and his family be buried with me~"

Yan Siqing said the latter part without any trace of joking on his face, and Mr. Fang still hadn't reacted with fear.

The cigarette butt hit him directly in the face.

"Ah!" Mr. Fang screamed out loud after being burned so suddenly.

He waved his hands vigorously in an attempt to open the cigarette butt that Yan Siqing had handed to him.

Unexpectedly, he didn't wave it away.

I endured it until the cigarette was out.

Yan Siqing smiled as he looked at Mr. Fang, who was full of anger and disbelief. "Mr. Fang, smoking too much is bad for your health. It doesn't matter whether you live or not. The main thing is that I value my life."

After he finished speaking, he threw the cigarette butt directly at Mr. Fang's head. This was an extremely contemptuous and insulting behavior.

Yan Siqing didn't feel anything was wrong at all. Instead, he sat back down opposite Mr. Fang.

"So, Mr. Fang, can we have a good talk now?"

Fang Weichun gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily. His fingers touched the wound on his face and he hissed.

"Yan Siqing, no matter what, you are just a student. Who do you think you can threaten? Aren't you afraid that I will ask Professor Shi to prevent you from graduating?"

Yan Siqing smiled and asked, "Could it be that you really want us to graduate?"

Yan Siqing was not talking about me, but about us, and he obviously realized something.

This forced Fang Weichun to be alert.