"Boss my ass. Do you think that we are afraid of you?" Lin Weiwei announced bravely.
She gave Wu Junjie a backhand slap on the shoulder and said curiously: "Junjie, why don't you call your friend? Didn't you say that he is some kind of hotshot in Tian He City?"
"Young Lord Din?" Wu Junjie hesitated. Based on what the little man said, even Young Lord Din wouldn't be able to save them.
However, under Lin Weiwei's insistent urge, he dialed Young Lord Din's number.
"Hehe." The short man didn't stop Wu Jinjie from dialing. He glared at the boy with a contemptuous look on his face.
"Sister Qin, maybe I should talk to Boss Han and Mr. Tang. It's going to get out of control." Seeing how quickly the situation had escalated, Yun Qianqian furrowed her brows.
"Are you sure you want to be beholden to Mr. Tang because of a bunch of kids?" Sister Qin said wryly.
Yun Qianqian was suddenly at a loss for words.
