Feng Jie looked at him in astonishment. "Accountant Li, what's going on? Do you know Zhao Dong?"
Li Mengyao glanced at Zhao Dong and responded indifferently, "He was a classmate of mine."
"A classmate?" Feng Jie smirked coldly as he looked at Zhao Dong. "What a coincidence, being a classmate of Accountant Li's. Alright then, for Accountant Li's sake, kowtow and apologize to my mother, and I'll forgive you for today's incident."
However, Li Mengyao scoffed, "Manager Feng, this has nothing to do with me. I have no real connection to Zhao Dong, so whatever happens between you two is none of my business."
Feng Jie gave Li Mengyao a look and suddenly understood. These two aren't close at all!
With that thought, Feng Jie said cheerfully, "No problem! In that case, Zhao Dong, you will kneel, kowtow three times, and slap your own face three times. Then we'll call this matter even!"
Li Mengyao laughed, her voice full of mockery. "I think ten kowtows would be more like it."
