Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

They had been with Ling Xuanhan for some time, and they knew that when their boss was like this, it was the most dangerous time. It was like the prelude to a storm.    

Along the way, Ling Xuanhan did not say a word. However, when they arrived at the company, Ling Xuanhan coldly glanced at the scar-faced man who was still unconscious and said, "Take him to my office."    

His voice was very calm, but the more calm he was, the more scared the subordinates were.    

They were all sweating for the scar-faced man. This time, the other party was going to be finished.    

They did not dare to disobey Ling Xuanhan's order, so they carried the scar-faced man to Ling Xuanhan's office.    

When they arrived at the office, they saw Ling Xuanhan take off his jacket and pick up a golf club. He was swinging the golf club. When the subordinates saw this, they were even more scared.    

"Get him awake."    

A glass of ice water was splashed on the scar-faced man's face. He woke up and saw a golf club in front of him. He was shocked and looked up. He saw the boss holding the golf club and looking down at him with an unhappy expression.    

"CEO Ling, I'm sorry." He quickly knelt down and apologized.    

"Scarface, didn't you boast to me that you were very powerful? I even brought you along to help me vent my anger. But you actually got knocked out by a security guard so easily, and even made me follow you to be humiliated. Should you be punished?"    

"CEO Ling, I'm sorry. Please give me a chance. I will definitely make up for my mistakes." The scar-faced man was so scared that he was trembling.    

"Hmm? I'm asking you if you should be punished. Did you not understand my question?" Ling Xuanhan said indifferently, but this made the scar-faced man even more afraid. He knew that the calmer his CEO Ling was, the angrier he would be.    

"Yes, yes. Punish me." He gritted his teeth and said. It seemed that he could not avoid this beating today, so he could only endure it.    

"Alright, how many times?" Ling Xuanhan still asked indifferently.    

This made the scar-faced man even more depressed. How could this be? If you wanted to hit me, you had to tell me how many times you wanted to hit me. If I said too little, it would definitely not work. At that time, I would definitely be beaten even more severely. "Ten…Twenty." He first said ten tentatively, but when he saw that Ling Xuanhan was not satisfied, he directly increased it to twenty.    

"Yes, okay. Then twenty. I am very strict when I do things. If I don't do it well, I will be punished." Ling Xuanhan said indifferently. His tone was as if he was saying, "You didn't do your job well today, so I will punish you with twenty yuan."    

However, in fact, he put the golf club on the scar-faced man’s face and tried to swing it twice. It seemed that he was trying to feel if the force was enough to hit him.    

The scar-faced man didn’t dare to say anything. He didn’t dare to dodge. He just lay on the ground and put his face in front of the golf club, waiting for the other party to hit him twenty times.    

Pah!    

The golf club hit the scar-faced man’s face heavily. With just one hit, the bridge of his nose was broken. The severe pain made the scar-faced man tremble. He was in so much pain that he was even crying. He made a muffled sound in his throat, but he didn’t dare to shout. If he did, he would be beaten even more severely.