"Kid, who are you? Do you know the consequences of sticking your nose into this business?" Wang Zhe's gaze was as sinister as a snake's as he stared at Ye Tian, threatening him. "Which company are you from? Do you want your company to go bankrupt, because your boss won't be able to avoid the fallout!"
"I have my own company, what's there to be afraid of?" Ye Tian said calmly.
Wang Zhe sneered in disdain, not believing a word, thinking Ye Tian was just a braggart. He disregarded Ye Tian and turned to Song Baoqiang, continuing to mock him: "Baoqiang, my patience has limits. If you continue to be willfully ignorant, then we'll let 'facts' do the talking, and you'll be stuck living in this pigsty forever! Whenever you come to your senses, call me!"
Having said that, Wang Zhe, pulling Zhou Rong along, left this stench-ridden place.
