“陆总，这事儿您得管管！” Human Resources manager, Li, rushed into the office, her face pale as death, clutching a document like a life-saving rope. "That piece of trash, Chen Ming, he openly challenged the new security guard, said he's got guts to beat him up right here, right in the boardroom!"

The office was quiet. The executives, high and mighty just moments ago, were now like pigs pissing in their pants. Mr. Li wasn't bluffing. The security guard, a young man with an unfathomable aura, was standing impassively by the door. His hands were in his pockets, but his eyes, sharp as vipers, swept across the room, making everyone tremble on the spot.

Chen Ming, the HR manager, strutted up to the guard, puffing out his chest. "You just arrived, don't go showing off your muscles on the first day. This is our company, not some jungle. If you want to be a man, you have to learn to follow the rules, understand?"

He didn't wait for a reply. With a sneer, he swung a punch. "Let me see how tough you are, punk!"