"Motherfucker! Son of a bitch!"
BANG! CRACK!
Slamming the chair onto the ground, Chu Yunfeng glared at the receding figures of Qin Lin and Xu Diandian. He was seething, his lungs practically bursting with rage.
He truly hadn't anticipated that his perfect plan to humiliate Qin Lin would be thwarted. Instead, Qin Lin had turned the tables and arrogantly put on a show!
How am I supposed to win over Xu Diandian now? I've been made a fool, forced to watch their nauseating display of affection!
SMACK!
With that thought, Chu Yunfeng spun around and viciously slapped Xu Yuanda. "You damn fool! Didn't you say Qin Lin had no backing? What the hell is this?"
"Why is Chairman Wei so respectful to him!?"
"This, this—" Stung by the slap, Xu Yuanda stammered awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Young Master Chu. There must have been an error in our initial information. I'll go and investigate again right now."
"Get on with it!"
