Chapter 583

The familiar voice with a trace of thought-provoking irony, Zhao fuming's eyes suddenly widened, can't believe looking at the arrogant young man standing in front of his desk.

"You... Why are you here?"

Zhao Yifei's lips raised a radian of ridicule and said, "why, don't you know? I'm back in the company, and I'm in the department next to you. You didn't expect that, you little bastard. We met again so soon and became neighbors.

Next door? Zhao fuming's brain suddenly heard those words not long ago, next door human resources department, today, the new minister?!

Zhao fuming's eyes suddenly widened: "are you the new minister of personnel?"

"That's right!" Zhao Yifei propped his hands on Zhao's desk, approached him across the table, and said with a cold smile, "do you seem surprised that I am the minister? Yes, I don't know who was proud to show off his penniless minister position in front of me before that, and satirized me as a petty clerk for so many years, how could I not climb the position of minister? Now, is this face beating good? "

Zhao fuming has been abroad for so many years, but he has not learned anything else. He has learned ten percent about forbearance and disguise.

After the initial surprise, the shock on Zhao's face and the momentary helplessness were well hidden under his gentle appearance, and he said with a smile: "how do you say that, little cousin? I'm so happy that my little cousin can go back to the company and be promoted. I can't talk about it. How can I feel? "

What Zhao Yifei dislikes most is Zhao fuming's hypocritical face. His face, which was originally a little happy, suddenly became gloomy.

All of a sudden, Zhao Yifei stood up straight with both hands, walked around the desk in front of Zhao fuming, and walked directly to Zhao fuming. The two brothers put on Zhao fuming's shoulder and sneered: "come on, Zhao fuming, you and I are the only two people in this office. Is it so meaningful?"

Zhao fuming's eyes stayed on the hand that Zhao Yifei put on his shoulder. His eyes quickly passed a trace of disgust, but he maintained a light smile on his face and said, "cousin, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand at all? "

"Don't you understand me?" Zhao Yifei couldn't hear the sound of happiness and anger. Later, Zhao fuming opened his mouth. Before he could open his mouth, he was shocked by the cold and hard objects on his waist.

With big eyes and subconsciously turning his head to look at the people behind him, Zhao fuming finds that Zhao Yifei's eyes are full of bloodthirsty ruthlessness and madness.

This guy doesn't want to kill people here, does he! Realizing what the thing was on his waist, Zhao fuming's face was white again.

Zhao Yifei was so pleased with Zhao's reaction that he only heard him sneer. Then he came close to Zhao's ear again and said in a low voice, "do you know how to be afraid now? How could you not be so afraid when you brag in front of me and even broke my hand? Say it

Zhao Yifei's voice rose abruptly. The free hand suddenly grabbed Zhao fuming's hair and pushed his head to the table.

With a loud bang, Zhao fuming's head hit the table so hard that he was dizzy, even his head was blank for a moment.

Zhao Yifei coldly looks at the embarrassed Zhao fuming, and the joy of revenge rolls in his heart.

No one knows how much he hates when he lies at home with one hand hanging and can't do anything. Hate Zhao Fulin's ignorance of praise, and hate Zhao fuming's ignorance of propriety.

Zhao Fulin doesn't matter. He's Zhao fuming. He's just a bastard born of a woman outside. He even dares to step on his head. It's a shame to him.

Resentment and shame tormented him day after day. His parents thought that the injury on his hand was Zhao Fulin's masterpiece. His anger was also for Zhao Fulin, and he didn't want to explain it.

On the one hand, he didn't want to take revenge by other people's hands. On the other hand, there was no difference in his mind. He would not let go of any of Zhao Fulin or Zhao fuming. Today is the first step for him to take revenge.

"Do you know why I'm here today, and I'm a minister I haven't been able to be for so many years?" Zhao Yifei waited patiently until Zhao fuming's head regained some consciousness before he spoke again.

"Because the old folks on the board are scared. Seeing that the slut Zhao Fulin gradually took the position of general manager of the company, and had a close relationship with our elder brother who had just come back, brother and sister were little by little dominant, these old antiques had begun to lose their right of speech and decision-making, and they were flustered. Therefore, there is an urgent need for a person who can restrain and restrain Zhao Fulin to restrict Zhao Fulin's dominance and maintain their appearance. And this is me

When Zhao fuming heard Zhao Yifei's words, he trembled all over again, and his chaotic head hardly woke up. His whole head was still pressed on the table by Zhao Yifei. He was afraid to struggle with the weapon around his waist, so he could only stare at Zhao Yifei's face.

"Do you know what that means?" Zhao Yifei leaned forward to shorten the distance between them, looked into Zhao fuming's eyes and said, "it means that I am more valuable than you in the hearts of these antiques."

"Is it worth being a puppet? Well... "

As soon as Zhao fuming's retort came out, he felt that his abdomen was severely hit by the hard handle of the knife, which made him nauseous.

"Puppets? What happened to the puppet? At least I have the value of being a puppet, and who can say whether I am a puppet? On the contrary, it's you. In the end, you don't even have the value of being a puppet. What about joining the company? How about taking the position of minister one step ahead of me? In the end, I'm not the first person they think of who can compete with Zhao Fulin for Zhao's family, but you have been excluded from everyone from the beginning. "

Zhao Yifei saw a few cracks on Zhao fuming's face because of his words, and the smile on his face became more and more profound. The spring knife that originally only stood at Zhao fuming's waist began to move up little by little.

Cold touch from the back of nerve endings incomparably real feedback to the brain, so that Zhao fuming scared a goose bumps.

The sharp blade moved up to Zhao fuming's neck little by little, then... Raised high!