If Ma Feng could see Ya Quan gloating at this moment and secretly revealing a smile.
He would definitely send a fist to Ya Quan without a second word.
Unfortunately, Ma Feng could not see it.
"Who cares what you're doing? In any case, he's not much better than me!"
Because Feng Yi had gone to the British Isles, Ma Feng, who had stayed in the Feng Corporation, was extremely busy.
Ma Feng thought that the two brothers of the Feng family were busy with their family affairs because of their attempted suicide and had no time to care about work.
The night before, when he was on the phone with Ya Quan, Ya Quan was still complaining to him.
Their boss was a profiteer, a bloodthirsty capitalist who cruelly exploited his labor force.
"That's not for sure. I'm on vacation with Boss, do you believe me?"
Ya Quan, who was drenched in sweat under the sun, raised his hand to block his eyes before he opened them.
"I'll believe you!"
