"I guess this proves that I'm the boss now, doesn't it?"
Qin Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, patted Mr. Pang on the shoulder, and then turned around to leave on his own.
Mr. Pang furrowed his brows and called out, "You're not kidding, right? Just for this, you want to kick me out, do you realize how big a loss that is? If you can't even handle this much and get upset, how can you be the boss?"
"Heh."
Qin Feng stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and said, "First, I make money not to be subservient to others, but to do as I please."
"Second, kicking you out is purely because I don't like seeing your face; it's irrelevant to my level of tolerance."
"Third, even without you, our products will sell very well, I have confidence in our products."
"..."
