Chen Yang answered in place of Lin Yunxi, "Chairman Zheng, rest assured, President Lin's car is definitely of a higher class than yours!"
Zheng Fulai couldn't help but get irritable at the sight of Chen Yang.
He looked at Chen Yang coldly and said, "Am I talking to my great-niece? What's it to you? Shut your mouth!"
Chen Yang sneered, "Then tell me, do you have the right to come over and take a seat while I am dining with President Lin? Get up and get lost!"
"You motherf-..."
Zheng Fulai was about to slam the table and curse him out at that moment.
Lin Yunxi coldly said, "Chairman Zheng, this is my dining table. You've said what you needed to, please leave now!"
Zheng Fulai's face turned an ashen blue instantaneously.
He got up and left without a word.
Chen Yang looked at Zheng Fulai's retreating figure, his lips involuntarily revealing a hint of cold laughter.
