York raised an eyebrow, "Do you know who I am?"
"Ge Feiqing, that's my master!" Yang Wei declared emphatically.
York was momentarily taken aback, then he thought of that driver from the great agricultural nation ten years ago and broke into a smirk, "Ge Feiqing?"
"That driver who died on the racetrack ten years ago, actually, your master was quite formidable. It's just that he met me. Heh heh."
York's wild laughter echoed through the lobby on the first floor!
Yang Wei was seething with rage. If Zhang Honglei hadn't held him back, he would have charged over and dealt with that brat straight away.
At this moment, a little Japanese guy standing beside York suddenly shouted at Yang Wei.
"You want to fight? The great agricultural nation has already been expelled by the United Nations! Heh heh."
Yang Wei's face turned cold as he asked the man who had spoken.
"Our Ying Zi, last time tricked Director Zhang into your little temple. This time, I will make sure you pay for it!"
