Song Mo led Ah Chen to a place with seats. He didn't speak for a moment, and Ah Chen wasn't in a hurry either, patiently waiting.
"What else could it be? Just some rich people's game. Money and power are in their hands, and they feel they can manipulate everything, including people like us, whom they don't even consider human. They have plenty of ways to force compliance on those they take a fancy to; otherwise, people find it hard to survive or leave there in a difficult manner."
"Many people can't help it; they compromise. Because some people's nastiness is beyond what outsiders can imagine, it's not just about work in the circle."
"I was the one who didn't want to compromise, resulting in these encounters."
Not only did he refuse to compromise, but he also directly slapped the other party in the face.
Afterward, he somewhat regretted, not for slapping the face, but for not making a bigger scene. He should have blown up the matter, letting the whole world see their ugly faces.
