At that moment, the brother on the other end of the phone must have felt that he had evaded the danger.
Unable to bear the torturous hustle any longer, he collapsed onto a seat with a thump.
He chuckled bitterly and shook his head, "Jiang Qing, oh Jiang Qing, if that's what you think, you're sorely mistaken. That Shen Zhou... he's pretty much slapped everyone in the world right across the face!"
"Do you have any idea how badass he is? Even Mr. Jin came running to help him, and in front of everyone, he said he's Shen Zhou's dog, ready to do whatever Shen Zhou asks."
Jiang Qing laughed loudly, "What Mr. Jin? Some nobody who's suddenly popped up and is willing to be that kid's dog? I think this Mr. Jin is just trash."
He even turned his head to look at Zhang Ziyan and laughed even more vividly, "Boss Zhang, did you hear that? There's someone called Mr. Jin who's even more over-the-top than you, willing to be Shen Zhou's dog."
