Wang Yan and Han Qiang were chatting and laughing when they noticed Zhang Yang's expression change and instinctively raised their heads to take a look.
"Damn it!"
After seeing the name on the advertisement poster, the hot-tempered Wang Yan couldn't help but curse, using a slew of expletives.
Just as he finished cursing, Han Qiang grabbed Wang Yan, who was about to rush over and overturn their booth.
"Wang Yan, calm down! Boss, what should we do?"
Han Qiang looked at Zhang Yang; when the guys were together, there wasn't much to worry about, but when it came to company matters, Zhang Yang, as the boss, needed to make the decision.
Zhang Yang's face was sullen and looked very unpleasant, but he managed to suppress the anger in his heart.
