Two burly men were utterly powerless to resist and were quickly pinned down and beaten up by Fang Yi. The one who was previously shouting was no longer doing so; instead, he was crying out in pain, constantly begging for mercy.
"Bro, please spare my life, spare my life..."
"Stop hitting! If you keep going, you’ll beat us to death..."
However, Fang Yi paid no heed to their cries and pleas for mercy, continuing to punch and kick. Someone had delivered themselves to his doorstep to be his punching bag, and Fang Yi was eager to vent, so this was timely.
Meanwhile, Ding Miaoyan was on guard at the entrance, playing the role of lookout for Fang Yi.
Fang Yi didn’t go as far as to beat them to death, but he certainly made sure they’d remember the pain.
"After all this... do you two still want the money?" After finishing the beating, Fang Yi lit up a cigarette and asked leisurely.
"We don’t want it, we really don’t want it anymore, big brother, please have mercy on us!"
At that moment, where did they dare ask for the money anymore? They were just errand runners; losing their lives over this would be too foolish.
Fang Yi didn’t continue, and simply stated, "Paying your debts is a matter of course, but the way you conducted yourselves breached the rules. The next time you come to collect, be sure to bring the IOU, or else I won’t be so gentle."
The two men nodded hastily, groaning inwardly. They felt as if several of their bones had broken. This was his idea of being ’gentle’? If he had been more forceful, they likely would have lost their lives.
Without needing Fang Yi to say more, the two men ran off at top speed, with one of them nearly tripping and doing a faceplant, which was quite comical.
At the same time, Ding Miaoyan came over. She stuck her hands in the pockets of her suit pants and said, "Thank you."
Fang Yi waved his hand, boasting grandly, "It’s a trivial matter, not worth mentioning, but..."
Speaking of which, he started to ogle Ding Miaoyan’s legs, his intention clear.
"Do you really want to see my legs that much? You don’t have a leg fetish, do you?" Ding Miaoyan asked.
"It’s not that, but you did say that I could look to my heart’s content. You have to keep your word," Fang Yi replied. This was too good an opportunity to miss, and Fang Yi wasn’t going to let it slip away.
What you call plucking the goose as it passes by—that was Fang Yi to a tee, count every small advantage.
But Ding Miaoyan had her ways. She smiled enchantingly, slightly pouting her vibrant lips, and laughed, "When I make a promise, I keep it. I’ll wear a skirt tomorrow, and you can look however you want without me saying a word against it."
Just then, an annoyed voice rang out, "So this is where you two are, alone together, huh? You sure made me look."
Huo Xiaoxuan was pouting, clearly displeased.
"What’s the matter?" Ding Miaoyan asked with a smile, offering no explanation.
"President Shen has come looking for you two in the business department, he wants you to attend a meeting," Huo Xiaoxuan said.
Ding Miaoyan shot Fang Yi a meaningful glance and replied, "I’m afraid he’s not here for me, but for someone else."
This wasn’t any kind of shareholder meeting, nor was it particularly formal. To put it simply and accurately, it was a meeting to announce a new appointment. All the department heads and managers of the company were present, and Fang Yi stood out like a sore thumb.
But no one dared to underestimate him now, because just a moment ago, Shen Binan had personally announced that Fang Yi was her personal bodyguard.
What did that represent?
It meant that Shen Binan personally told everyone that Fang Yi was her absolute confidant.
"Alright, I now formally announce the appointment of Fang Yi as the assistant department head of the Corporate Communications Department. Does anyone object?" Shen Binan spoke with authority, and though it seemed like she was asking for input, the decision was already final.