This is my girlfriend's name. Go to the finance department to pay your salary and get out.
The million-dollar project that I had been working on for a month was snatched away by the airborne director, and the charming bitch holding the director's waist was his girlfriend of three years.
He was raped, robbed of his credit, and even dragged out of the most luxurious CBD office building in the city like a dog by security guards overnight.
In despair, a mechanical sound exploded in my mind:
[Extremely arrogant territory infringement detected, 100% absolute property rights of the International Financial Center have been unlocked!
Your exclusive team of thugs in suits and lawyers has landed!
The next day, when the director majestically reported "his" plan to the chairman at the meeting...
The door was kicked open.
"You have three minutes to clear this half floor. Get out of here!"
The chairman was paralyzed with fear, and the director collapsed.
And I stood outside the door and lightly pressed the main switch of the whole building:
"Sorry, I have a bad temper. I don't rent my building to dogs."
