Zhang Aitian acted conciliatory, placing his palm over President Zhou's chest and said, "Oh, forget it! I'm just anxious. This model has been dawdling for an hour without starting the shoot. I've been waiting impatiently, so I wanted to start shooting first, but he's just not allowing it!"
As he spoke, he pointed out Yang Chen.
President Zhou's gaze immediately fell on Yang Chen, his eyes flickering with menace, "It's you, punk? I think you're looking for trouble!"
Yang Chen stared coldly at President Zhou, not saying a word.
"What do you do for work?" President Zhou asked, "I can get your boss to fire you right now!"
Yang Chen let out a cold laugh, full of disdain.
"What? Discontent? I can ruin you, believe it or not!" President Zhou boasted.
Zhang Aitian quickly chimed in, "Hey, don't be so harsh. He's not from our company. I don't even know where he works."
