Sang Yuan sighed. "Alright, I have to be at work by eight. Factoring in my commute, we only have thirteen minutes."
Speaking of the word "work," Zhang Yong clearly saw the corners of his mouth lift by 33 degrees, making him look very happy.
'What a freak! If I were that rich, I would've just kicked back and enjoyed life long ago! As expected, you can't mess with people like him. My acting so timidly is just a tactic...'
As Zhang Yong's mind continued to churn out all sorts of nonsense, he saw the big boss lift his pale wrist, revealing a low-key, luxurious watch worth millions and a gleaming platinum ring on his ring finger.
He exuded an air of someone not to be trifled with.
The Chaotianmen Dog instantly tucked his tail between his legs, wishing he could just crawl into the nightstand and hide.
But he knew that since this man was truly angry and wanted to deal with him, he had ten thousand ways to do it.
