The fatty didn't know who had slapped him. The folder struck his cheek, causing a searing pain that filled his eyes with burning rage.
Anger continued to ignite within his heart: "Good, good, good, your Flying Eagle Group is very powerful, isn't it?"
"You actually dare to lay hands on me. I will make you regret this."
"We'll see. I will definitely make you, you slut, kneel before me and beg for mercy. I will raise you like a dog!"
However, just as he finished speaking, Chu Rou actually smiled.
Her gaze shifted directly to Mu Feng's face, and she winked at him.
A cold smile tugged at Mu Feng's lips, and killing intent permeated his eyes.
Seeing their expressions, the fatty felt something was amiss. But at this moment, his heart was filled only with rage, and he didn't have time to ponder it. He pointed at Mu Feng with his other hand, gritting his teeth and saying, "You bastard, you wait too. I will definitely have someone smash your face in."
"Don't you like being a kept man? I'll make you an ugly monster for the rest of your life."
This was born out of jealousy.
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became.
"And you, you slut, I will directly... in front of this kept man..."
His words were cut short this time as Mu Feng grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.
Mu Feng's voice was calm, yet it carried an endless chill: "You have a lot of courage, to say such things in front of me."
"I already warned you earlier, calamity comes from the mouth."
"Since you don't understand the meaning of this sentence, I will let you experience it profoundly today."
The fatty tried to pry Mu Feng's hand off, but no matter how hard he struggled, he found the hand to be like a vice, unmoving.
The immense pressure on his neck, with all the weight concentrated there, caused him unbearable pain. He desperately wanted to scream, but his mouth opened, and no sound came out.
His hand had completely choked his neck.
He felt his lungs were about to explode. Fear began to creep into his life, and his face turned a purplish hue.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die. No need to be so scared!"
Hearing this, the fatty felt a slight sense of relief, but the suffocating sensation still made his eyeballs bloodshot, with red capillaries filling the whites.
He felt that if this continued, in less than ten seconds, he would likely pass out and die. His struggles grew more intense.
At this moment, he felt death approaching, and fear gradually consumed his entire being.
Just as he was about to lose consciousness, Mu Feng released his grip.
The fatty fell to the ground and immediately began greedily gasping for air, coughing violently. His face was already purplish from being held.
At this moment, his heart was filled only with fear and rage.
They all raised their heads, their faces the color of pig liver, roaring in fury: "Do you know who I am? How dare you lay hands on me?"
"I think you're just asking for death!"
Mu Feng's lips curved into a slight arc: "Since I said I'd give you a profound lesson, it seems you still don't know how serious your mistake is."
"The lesson I gave you wasn't profound enough."
"What do you want?" The fatty recoiled in fear.
A trace of apprehension appeared in his eyes. The scene just now made him realize that the person before him was definitely not a kind and honest man.
He truly dared to choke him to death. The strength was immense; his more than 200 pounds of weight were lifted with one hand.
"I suggest you don't mess around, or I absolutely will not let you go. I am..."
Before the fatty could finish speaking, Mu Feng slapped him across the face.
"Slap!"
A crisp sound suddenly rang out. The fatty was sent flying backward. As he landed on the ground, he felt as if stars were exploding before his eyes. Half of his ear buzzed, and his mind felt like a red-hot branding iron was being shoved in and stirred around.
The agonizing pain made him almost vomit as he lay on the ground.
Mu Feng walked over, kicked him directly in the face, and then placed his foot on his cheek, saying calmly, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."
"As I said, I won't let you die, but I will make you realize what it truly means to wish for death over life."
"Only by giving you a sufficient lesson will you remember."
As his voice fell, he casually flicked out several silver needles, piercing the fatty's acupoints.
The fatty, who had intended to speak, suddenly felt pain surging through his entire body like a tide.
He opened his mouth, but a heart-wrenching scream emanated from it.
Many employees nearby looked over, their eyes filled with astonishment and shock.
This was the first time they had seen Mu Feng, and their gazes were filled with curiosity and a strong sense of gossip.
Mu Feng smiled faintly: "The Flying Eagle Group is not some random person who can come and cause trouble. Today, you are merely a tool to kill the chicken and warn the monkeys."
"If you feel this lesson is not enough, feel free to visit anytime. I will take on any move you have."
"I am the chairman of the Flying Eagle Group. You are welcome to come again anytime."
With that, he applied a slight force with his foot, kicking the fatty away.
The fatty was kicked directly to the elevator entrance. Chu Rou immediately called for security, who dragged the fatty out.
After the office door closed, Chu Rou's fair hand rested on Mu Feng's shoulder.
"I told you to come accompany me for an hour every day. I haven't seen you for two days. I feel like I've been tricked by you. Tell me, how will you compensate me?"
Mu Feng smiled slightly: "Didn't I just discipline that fatty for you?"
"In fact, you could have just thrown him out yourself. Why waste time with him?"
Chu Rou gave Mu Feng a charming, flirtatious glance: "Every place has its business circles. We are both outsiders. When establishing our own companies, they will naturally band together against us."
"I originally saw that fatty as a breakthrough, but he's too annoying."
"And that guy is too cowardly. If the coming days are difficult, those people will definitely not stop here. And this fatty will surely unite everyone to boycott us."
Mu Feng chuckled, "Senior sister, would you tolerate them with your temper?"