The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: Ye Huan, Who Do You Think You Are?

The two laughed until they cried.

In their eyes, Ye Huan had completely lost his mind!

What a joke, he, a security team leader, actually wants to interfere with personnel transfers?

It’s laughable!

After a while, their laughter slowly subsided.

Zhao Yongle put his hands in his pockets, looking disdainful:

"Ye Huan, I really don’t want to insult you, but why do you love to show off in front of women?"

"Showing off is fine, but first, you’ve got to have the means to do so, right? A single phone call to downgrade Fang Hong’s position? Who do you think you are?"

"You think you’re the Minister of Human Resources? Let me tell you, the Minister of Human Resources is not you; it’s my uncle — Zhao Zhenhai!"

As he spoke, he kept poking Ye Huan’s chest with his finger, as arrogantly as he could be:

"Even if you are really that good and demote Fang Hong, then promote Zhang Huimin to deputy leader, what’s the use?"

"I, Zhao Yongle, am the leader of Sales Team 3, so even if Zhang Huimin becomes the deputy leader, this task, I will still assign to her!"

After speaking, Zhao Yongle looked at Zhang Huimin with satisfaction.

Zhang Huimin’s face turned ugly, biting her lip.

She tugged at Ye Huan’s clothes again, whispered: "Little... Little Ye, maybe... maybe we should just let it go?"

"Let it go? It’s not that easy to let it go!"

A harsh glint flashed in Ye Huan’s eyes.

Zhao Yongle felt quite uneasy, quickly retracting the finger that kept poking Ye Huan’s chest.

But it was too late...

Ye Huan easily restrained his movement, with a slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth.

The white teeth inside his mouth reflected a chilling gleam, sending a shiver down Zhao Yongle’s spine.

"Crack..."

The crisp sound of bone breaking echoed, and the finger snapped.

"Ah!!!"

Yongle screamed, his face turning beet red, clutching his finger and jumping up and down in an attempt to alleviate the

Hong looked anxious, frantically wanting to

and cursed: "You security guard, how

other sales teams couldn’t help but poke their heads out to see

Qingqing, from the director’s office, raised her eyebrows and walked out with an

"What’s going on?"

nothing really, just dealing with

Su Qingqing was confused, looking into the office, her eyes fixed on

Fang Hong and Zhao Yongle’s disheveled

she could see it clearly now; the two had been caught in

this moment, Ye Huan looked at Zhao Yongle, took out his phone, and said meaningfully: "Leader Zhao,

"What? You’re unhappy?"

powerful? If you’re unhappy, go

finger? Don’t let me catch you

finger, his face

silently opened WeChat, and sent the video he

A minute later...

"Ding!"

WeChat notification sound

read the reply, directly put the phone in his pocket, and said: "Zhao Yongle, you might want

After he said this...

"..."

sales department went

Quit?

guy really

it’s useless,

Su doesn’t have the

discussed endlessly, deeply sighed, and

the sales department, often abusing salespeople

the company, but it wasn’t useful, his backing was too strong, no one could

expression

but she knew that Ye Huan, this scoundrel, was ostensibly the security team

a mere department

identity was known only to her within the sales department; some who didn’t know still thought of Ye Huan as a mere

Yongle smiled playfully, laughed: "Ye Huan, did you just

any problem?" Ye Huan

to tell you? My uncle is part of

not even

"Ha!"

shoulder, looked around, then clapped his hands and shouted: "See this? Young and already insane, truly

shook their heads and

qualifications to contact the president’s office; even if he did, what was

the central brain of the