Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Chen Chuang trembled; he was now unable to utter a single word.

"Manager Chen...are you alright?"

A person behind him asked in a low voice.

"Get the hell out of here! All of you, get the fuck out of here!"

Chen Chuang shouted suddenly.

People in the office area fled immediately, none daring to risk trouble at that moment.

Su Qing stood there, completely dazed and lost in thought.

Looking at Chen Chuang's ferocious face, and then at the direction where Lin Xuan disappeared, a strong sense of regret suddenly welled up in her heart.

I think I made a mistake.

With nowhere to vent his anger, Chen Chuang noticed her gaze and roared:

"What are you looking at! Regretting it?! She doesn't even look at trash like you anymore!"

Su Qing's face turned pale instantly.

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In the corridor.

Lin Xuan followed behind Su Yurou, and the two did not speak.

Until we got into the elevator.

Su Yurou chuckled softly, "Was it enjoyable?"

Lin Xuan glanced at him: "What?"

"The scene just now, Chen Chuang's expression, tsk tsk."

"It's alright..."

Su Yurou turned her head to look at him: "Just so-so? Xiao Lin, you need to learn to enjoy the taste of victory. When it comes to revenge, you can't just think about the result; the process is also very important."

The elevator slowly ascended.

"Sister Su, thank you." Lin Xuan suddenly spoke up.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for your help earlier, and those words were all said on purpose."

"Haha, it's a small matter. I don't think much of Chen Chuang either. If it weren't for his connections, President An would have fired him long ago."

Lin Xuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The elevator doors opened on the eighteenth floor.

Everyone in the First Marketing Department looked up.

The news has obviously spread.

Su Yurou clapped her hands and introduced Lin Xuan to everyone, the content of which was similar to that of the sixteenth floor.

The office area erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Compared to the third marketing department, the people here are clearly more professional and know how to respect competence.

After arranging the seats, Su Yurou patted him on the shoulder:

"Contact me anytime if you need anything. There's no rush with work; let me familiarize myself with the environment first."

"it is good."

After Lin Xuan sat down at his workstation, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Zhao Xueli:

"all the best."

A few seconds later, Zhao Xueli replied, "Okay!"

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By the end of the morning, Lin Xuan had gotten to know almost all of his colleagues in the office area.

At noon, he had lunch with his new colleagues.

I had just returned to my workstation after lunch when my phone suddenly rang.

It's Su Qing.

Lin Xuan frowned, but still answered the call.

"Lin Xuan..."

Su Qing's voice was trembling with tears.

"Can we meet? I have something I want to tell you..."

"There's no need."

Lin Xuan's voice was completely calm.

"I know I was wrong, really! Let's start over, okay? I promise..." Su Qing said anxiously, her voice urgent.

Lin Xuan interrupted her: "Su Qing, some things, once done, can't be undone. You'd better take care of yourself."

After saying that, she hung up the phone and blocked the number.

But a short while later, his landline rang again.

Beep...beep...

Lin Xuan frowned.

He answered the phone and said irritably:

"Are you never going to stop?!"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before a cold voice came through.

"Lin Xuan?"

Lin Xuan recognized who it was and quickly cleared his throat: "President An?"

"It's me." An Lan regained her usual composure.

"It's a misunderstanding, Mr. An. I wasn't just talking to you..."

"Come to my office now."

"good..."

Lin Xuan sighed and got up to walk towards the elevator.

The elevator doors opened on the top floor.

Upon seeing Lin Xuan, the secretary stood up and gestured, "Mr. Lin, President An is waiting for you inside."

It's very quiet here, with only one office and one meeting room.

Lin Xuan opened the office door and went inside.

An Lan sat behind her large desk, looking down at a document.

She wore a light-colored shirt with a suit jacket over it today.

"President An!" Lin Xuan approached the desk.

An Lan didn't raise her head, and said calmly, "President Lin has quite a temper."

Lin Xuan smiled helplessly: "President An, it's really a misunderstanding. How about... I give you a massage as an apology?"

An Lan raised her head, her eyes cold and aloof: "Stop being so glib."

But she wasn't angry; she pointed to the chair opposite her and said, "Sit."

"You did a good job on the order with General Manager Zhao. I also heard about what happened earlier." An Lan got straight to the point.

"Then thank you very much, President An, for giving me this opportunity."

"Tomorrow night, accompany me to a dinner party; it's Wang Haishan."

"It's him again? The one from last time..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan frowned. It could be said that his fate had been completely changed because of this person.

"I'll arrange for someone to go with them, and Su Yurou will go too. It should be fine."

"Understood."

"Um."

An Lan picked up her pen again, her meaning clear.

You can leave now.

"Mr. An, are you sure you don't need a massage?"

"go out."

"Okay!"

Stepping outside, Lin Xuan suspected that the woman had deliberately made him suffer, turning his trip into a pointless ordeal.

You can say that over the phone!

There's nothing I can do; I'm just a lowly employee.

With nothing else to do, Lin Xuan simply called Zhao Xueli.

It took a long time before the call was answered.

"Sister Zhao?"

"Kobayashi, is...is something the matter?"

Zhao Xueli's voice carried a hint of suppressed anxiety, and there was a commotion coming from the other end of the phone.

Something is wrong!

Lin Xuan's expression hardened: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xueli hesitated for a moment before speaking, "There are a few thugs causing trouble at the main store, and I'm... dealing with them right now."

As they were talking, the sound of shattering glass came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm coming right away." Lin Xuan went downstairs without hesitation.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the beauty salon's main branch.

From a distance, you can see five or six men with different colored hair gathered at the shop entrance.

The leader was a bald man with a heavy gold chain around his neck.

On the ground, the glass door was shattered.

Passersby all around turned to look.

Lin Xuan didn't rush forward; he observed from the side first.

These men were standing loosely, and the only threat was the bald man, who was quite muscular.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Zhao Xueli:

"I've arrived. Don't come out; leave it to me."

Then he walked over to the group of people.

"Gentlemen, isn't it inappropriate to block someone's shop entrance?" Lin Xuan's voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear him.

"Who the hell are you? Mind your own business!" The bald man turned around and sized up Lin Xuan.

"I'm a partner in this store. If you need anything, just tell me."

Lin Xuan walked up to him, his expression calm.

"Partner?"

The bald man chuckled, "That's perfect. That bitch inside's hiding and refusing to come out, so you can come over here..."

"What did you say?"

Lin Xuan's eyes turned cold.

The bald man touched his gold chain, his face full of roguish charm:

"What, you disagree? I said she's a slut..."

Lin Xuan didn't waste any words and immediately circulated his internal energy.

An invisible pressure enveloped the bald man, and a faint red light flashed in his pupils.

Bewitching techniques!