The guy sighed, knowing that Zeye wasn't one to have tender, protective feelings for girls.
"Don't worry. I'll tell my boss every word you said!"
"Two minutes is over," Jun Zeye said with a blank expression.
"Oh yeah. Are you really sure you don't want me to upgrade your flight to first class? You didn't even give me time to prepare for your flight and my boss scolded me for not being a good host."
Seeing the look on Jun Zeye's face, the guy knew what was on his mind and quickly said, "Okay, okay. I won't bother you anymore. Remember to let me know the next time you come again."
Jun Zeye didn't reply to him as he turned around and walked in.
The guy watched as Jun Zeye disappeared before returning to the car.
His subordinate, a Caucasian, curiously leaned over and asked, "Boss, who is he? He seems pretty young. How is he such a big shot?"
