"Boss Zi calls him junior brother?" The photographer steps back a few steps, his gaze shifting between Zi Yan and Lin Tian, and finally, an epiphany dawns on him: "Oh, so you guys know each other, hehe, very well. Boss, if you're firing me, think it through. If I leave, who will hold the studio together?"
"Don't think you're so important. Earth doesn't stop spinning just because someone leaves." Zi Yan remains unmoved, still speaking coldly.
The photographer squints his eyes, his expression turning even darker, he sneers: "Alright, so you're firing me, huh? I'll just call the police as soon as I step out. Your junior brother hit me first, let's see if he gets in trouble!"
"I hit you too, go ahead and call the police, it's useless. I knocked you down with a punch, and you still have the nerve to threaten us." Xiao Manxuan shouts angrily.
