Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Soon, a sports car slowly drove into the chemical factory. A middle-aged man in his fifties got out of the car.

He had a squarish face and he looked intimidating when he was not smiling.

Buff and his two companions immediately greeted him when he got out of the car.

"Mister Denmark, you have to help me. They dared to hiton our turf. This is a disrespect to you," said Buff in a sobbing tone.

The man who was called Mister Denmark seemed annoyed. He asked, "Why can't you do your job properly? Do I have to clean up your mess every time?" "Mister Denmark, they damaged my factory room and equipment, yet they're unwilling to compensate, and they even beat us up.

How are we supposed to make a living if you don't interfere?" Buff whined pitifully.

and said, "That's outrageous. Let's go. Showwho he is." Buff and the others were instantly

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offerings too, of course. It

to his office and declared arrogantly, "You're dead meat!" "Oh yeah? It

stray dogs today, piece by

at that moment with

office when

fighter and he beat us all up.

take action after stime, so he looked back at him. Noticing the change, he

him. Does he have a death wish or something? Moreover, I can't believe this asshole draggedinto this! This is no joke. How can