Looking at the door that the manager had just closed, Zhu Youcai, though clueless about what had happened, finally felt a weight lifted off his chest. He silently thanked every deity he could think of, thinking to himself how close it had been, and heaved a long sigh of relief.
Little did he know, the one he should truly thank was Chu Ge, whom he had been criticizing since entering the room.
Of course, he had no idea that the reason Chu Ge did not bother with him was partly out of respect for Shi Tong, and partly because, in Chu Ge's eyes, he was just a clown.
Zhu Youcai turned around and pretended to laugh heartily, "It seems that Young Master Jiang must have known I was here, so he gave me this favor, hehe..."
However, even though he wanted to act pleased and satisfied, his smile appeared dry and unnatural, and the words he spoke lacked any conviction.
