His face darkened, he couldn't fail. If he failed, his mother would...
"Mr. Qin, it was an accident, really not what we intended. Please don't be angry, Mr. Qin, don't be angry."
"Get out! You're just a failure-prone fool." Qin Xiweng overturned the table and roared.
Zhou Zhihui had no choice but to leave the office and go outside.
At this time, five National Martial Arts-stage five experts surrounded Zhou Zhihui and asked, "Boss, he's just an ordinary person, why do we have to bow and scrape to him?"
Another National Martial Arts-stage five expert chimed in, "Exactly, boss. We are martial artists. Why should we pay attention to an ordinary person?"
"I also think we shouldn't bother with him. Even though he has backing, that person may not be very helpful to him."
