285 I Didn’t Do That for You
Sang Minglang’s attack was very heavy, and that person screamed repeatedly. In a short while, he was beaten up so badly that his head and face were covered in blood.
“It’s just a woman. If you just said so, I would’ve let you have her. Is there a need to fight?”
That person realized that Sang Minglang was being serious and his tipsy state was long gone from fright, “Sang Minglang, we’ve been partners for so many years. Do you not want to do business anymore?”
Before he could finish his words, Sang Minglang’s fist landed on his face, making him let out another shrill cry.
“I don’t need to do business with trash like you.”
Sang Minglang’s punches were even heavier, hitting the other party until he begged for mercy before he stopped.
The man ignored the pain and immediately crawled out of the room. When he was out of the door, he turned back and said sternly, “Sang Minglang, just you wait. I’m not done with you for this matter today!”
Sang Minglang replied indifferently, “Sure, I’ll wait. Let’s see how you can do that.”
That person was afraid that Sang Minglang would make another move and did not dare to say anything more. With a ‘Hmph’, he limped away.
Sang Minglang’s hands were stained with a lot of blood, and his shirt was also splattered with blood. He pulled out a few tissues and wiped the blood off his hands.
On the sofa, the girl’s clothes were disheveled as she curled up in the corner. She was already dumbfounded.
Now that the man had left, she came back to her senses.
That girl got off the sofa lightly and looked at Sang Minglang timidly, as if she wanted to say something, but was a little dazed.
Sang Minglang swept her a glance and said coldly, “Still not scramming?”
The girl was stunned for a moment, but then thanked him in a soft voice. She wrapped her dress tightly, lowered her head, and walked away quickly.
Sang Minglang’s current mood was even more irritable than before.
Since when had he been so impulsive as to attack an important partner? This could very well cause a lot of trouble.
He knew that he shouldn’t have, but he couldn’t control himself at all.
Sang Minglang’s lips curled into a self-deprecating smile. A person who had died long ago could actually still have such a great impact on him.
Even if it was just a girl who looked like her, he could not bear to see her being humiliated in front of him.
He walked to the sofa and sat down. Sang Minglang made a few calls to deal with any possible disputes, then got up and prepared to leave.
When he went downstairs, he received a call from Sang Pengcheng.
“Minglang, what’s going on between you and President Zhao? He just called me in a fit of anger, saying that he wants to cancel all cooperation and pursue all the losses caused by this.”
Sang Pengcheng’s tone was stern. “President Zhao is a major client of our company. Haven’t you always had a good relationship with him? Why did you upset him today?”
“Dad, I’ll take care of this. Don’t worry.”
Sang Minglang did not want to say anything more and hung up the phone.
As soon as he left the bar, he heard footsteps behind him. “Mr. Sang.”
It was that girl. She had changed her clothes and was wearing a simple long shirt and long pants. The makeup on her face had also been washed off, and she looked very beautiful. She was carrying a light coffee-colored school bag in her arms.
If not for the fact that Sang Minglang had personally seen her scantily dressed appearance and her beautiful makeup, it might have been very difficult for him to link this student-like person in front of him to the girl in the bar.
The girl panted slightly and ran to him. “Mr. Sang, I just resigned from this job.”
Sang Minglang frowned, “What does your resignation have to do with me?”
“Mr. Sang, let me finish.”
The girl said anxiously, “My name is Zhang Xue, and I’m a fourth-year student at Yuecheng University. My father’s company is facing some difficulties and I wanted to help my family, so I came to work here. Today is my first day here. Thank you, Mr. Sang. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even have the chance to regret it.”
“No need to thank me,” Sang Minglang’s expression was cold, “I didn’t do that for you.”
These words seemed to have come out of nowhere, and the girl was stunned.
Sang Minglang had already walked toward the car park without looking back.
He had just turned around and not gone far when the girl suddenly cried out, “Mr. Sang, be careful!”
Almost at the same time that the girl spoke, Sang Minglang heard a sharp sound behind him. It was like some kind of sharp weapon, cutting through the wind.
He dodged, and another blinding light flashed in front of him.
Sang Minglang dodged it by a hair’s breadth, his heart slightly trembling.
There were three or four people on the other side, all wearing masks and caps, holding more than a foot long machetes in their hands, looking fierce.
Did that Zhao guy come for revenge so quickly?
He was bold enough to hurt someone with a knife in public on such an occasion.
Those people were like desperadoes, mercilessly slashing at him with their blades. Sang Minglang used his bare hands to deal with them, and was in a difficult position. To avoid being in a difficult position, he couldn’t dodge in time. A sharp pain came from his shoulder, and blood spurted out. The sound of the blade cutting into his bones was clearly heard.
All of this happened too quickly.
“Stop, you guys stop! I’ve already called the police!”
The girl screamed and ran over desperately.
Behind her, several bar staff also rushed over after hearing the news.
Seeing that the situation wasn’t right, the criminals immediately scattered.
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The department dinner was not over yet.
Sang Qianqian received a call from Sang Pengcheng. “Qianqian, your brother is injured. We won’t be able to go to the capital tomorrow.”
Sang Qianqian’s heart sank, and her voice changed. “Is it serious?”
“It’s not too serious. His shoulder is wounded.”
Sang Pengcheng tried his best to sound as gentle as possible. “You don’t have to worry.”
“How’s his injury?”
Sang Qianqian pressed on. “Father, speak clearly.”
Sang Pengcheng was helpless. “His ligaments and bones were injured. The doctor said he’ll have to stay in the hospital for a few days, but it’s not a big deal.”
Sang Qianqian gasped. “How did Brother get injured?”
“He… Had a conflict with a business partner.”
“The police have already gotten involved,” Sang Pengcheng said vaguely. “I think we’ll have a result soon.”
He consoled his daughter, “It’s nothing serious. Dad just wanted to tell you that we’ll have to wait a few days before we come to see you.”
Sang Qianqian wanted to ask more, but her father had already hung up.
Only then did she realize that the private room was quiet. Everyone had stopped talking and were looking at her with concern.
“Your brother is injured?” Director Miao asked.
Sang Qianqian nodded her head and made her decision almost instantly.
Her brother had always been very clear about public and private affairs. If it was a private matter, he might even get into a conflict with others and involve the company. He had always been calm and was the kind of person who could swallow his pride and put the company’s interests above all else.
If her brother had a conflict with his partner, it must have been something serious that even her brother couldn’t stand.
She had to make a trip back to Yuecheng.
“I’m sorry, Director. I just started work, but I might have to ask for leave again.”
Sang Qianqian said apologetically, “My brother is injured and in the hospital. I have to go back to see him.”
“It’s fine. You can go back and take care of your family. You don’t have to worry about your work at the hospital.”
Director Miao said considerately, “You can come back when you’re done with your family matters.”
Sang Qianqian was touched. She bade farewell to everyone and hurried back to her residence.