"Since you're not appreciating this sentiment, then go back and give it some thought, and ask around. Don't always assume everyone is after your measly cash."
Go back?
Mr. Ma quickly explained, "Director Zhang, I really didn't mean it like that, I..."
"Alright, enough talking, get out. I still have a meal with my brother." Zhang Shiping impatiently waved his hand, directly signalling them to leave.
Seeing Zhang Shiping's unwillingness to engage, Mr. Ma didn't dare to say more and could only leave helplessly.
Just as Mr. Ma went out, Director Zhao suddenly stood up and said with a smile, "Director Zhang, Mr. Du, I have something at home, so I'll leave first. I really apologize."
Du Heng quickly stood up and politely said, "Director Zhao, don't rush, this table hasn't even been touched."
Director Zhao shook his head in embarrassment, "Leaving such a full table is a pity, but the wife just sent me news; there's really something at home I must attend to, I really apologize."
