Zhou Bingrui was not just another second-generation rich kid who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun; he was also the sole heir to the Zhou Family.
What he said also represented, to some extent, the attitude of the Zhou Family.
Now, without distinguishing right from wrong, he wanted to take the full brunt of the matter for Tang Feng, and no one else really had a way to handle him.
Huang Jianxing's fists clenched and then relaxed, revealing his reluctance to let things go.
But because of the Zhou Family's power, he dared not speak his anger.
Eventually, it was Tang Feng who first broke the silence in the private room, "May I say a few words?"
Zhou Bingrui's smile returned when facing Tang Feng, "Mr. Tang, feel free to speak your mind. As long as the Zhou Family stands, I'd like to see who dares to trouble you."
Tang Feng felt quite moved inside but showed no outward sign; instead, he glanced back at Zhao Yali and Mr. Sun.
