"Zhou Jilong, you dare to make fun of the boss? Wait until I get to Peng City, and I'll show you!" Zhou Chao stood on the balcony with a faint smile on his face, complaining about Zhou Jilong's behavior earlier.
Although he was joking about Zhou Jilong, what he truly hoped for was that they could manufacture the ultra-precision machine tool as soon as possible. That would be the time for him to shine.
Zhou Chao extended his right hand and grabbed at the air as if victory was within his grasp.
"Let's go for a walk and try some of the local specialties I haven't had a chance to taste last time. This time, I'm going to savor them thoroughly."
Without hesitation, Zhou Chao picked up his phone and room key, then opened the door and walked out.
He hailed a taxi at the hotel entrance and, once inside, told the driver, "Yau Ma Tei, Portland Street!"
