As soon as he entered the elevator, Tang Zong immediately leaned back. The smile on his face was no longer there, and he was in so much pain that his whole body was burning.
He took a look at his arm. Damn it, there was already signs of subcutaneous bleeding. It would definitely be bruised tomorrow. How many days would it take to recover?
Those bastards were too infuriating.
Tang Zong wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Just as Tang Zong walked out of the bar, the waiter secretly informed the manager. The manager was already waiting at the electric elevator on the first floor. The moment Tang Zong came out, he hurriedly went to help him up.
"Young Tang, the driver and car are ready for you. Please leave quickly."
"Alright. Thank you for today. I'll talk to my brother-in-law about it later." Tang Zong nodded his head at the manager.
"It's my duty," the manager was overjoyed and quickly said.
