Wan Feng was taken aback by these words.
He immediately sneered and turned to look at Shen Zhenguo, curling his lips and mocking, "Old man, you can't be so biased, even if you want to save face for that waste Jiang Chen, you can't just throw around such high praise. And right in front of Mr. Pang Boyuan, too. How do you expect Mr. Pang to feel about this? He..."
"You're talking bullshit!" But before he could finish, Shen Zhenguo cut him off with a curse, then sneered, "Are you blind? My eyes certainly are not!"
"Mr. Shen, you..." Wan Feng was stunned by the insult, never expecting Shen Zhenguo to publicly scold him for Jiang Chen's sake.
"Indeed, it is a good piece of writing!" But before Wan Feng could finish his sentence, Pang Boyuan beside him also exclaimed, "Bravo! This is genuinely good writing! Ah... I, Pang Boyuan, am humbled!"
What?
Wan Feng was truly dumbfounded.
