He suddenly turned his head and saw a stick swinging fiercely towards him!
Ye Qingran sidestepped to dodge, but his hand got hit by the stick, causing his phone to fall to the ground beside him.
However, he had no time to pick it up; he just rolled on the ground.
His clean suit was instantly covered in dust.
He didn't care about that, his eyes flashing with anger.
The Yuan Sheng Group actually went this far just to grab business!
Of course, he understood that the other party wouldn't really do anything to him—they just wanted to cause trouble, to make him miss this flight and fail to nail the project.
What a despicable tactic!
He sneered inwardly, turning his head to survey the surroundings.
At this hour, there weren't many people at the airport parking lot.
Besides, even if there were a few, they were timid and afraid, unwilling to come over.
He got up from the ground and started to sprint.
But his clothes were suddenly yanked back.
