Zhang Xiaolan finally calmed down completely, waved her hand, and had the waiter clean up the place before bringing some new dishes to the table.
Then, she took a sip of lemon juice and said calmly, "That's enough, let's not think about Mr. Zhou anymore. You can see what kind of person he is, such trash is not worthy to dine with us."
Xu Jiao was still dejected, speaking thoughtfully, "But I feel like he isn't that kind of person, Xiaolan. Do you think the Bosses that came later were called by him to deal with Dao Tou and his gang?"
Zhang Xiaolan let out a silent laugh, elegantly took another sip of her lemon tea, and said lightly, "You're thinking too much. How could such a loser call in such impressive Bosses."
"You also heard that big shot say they got the wrong person. In the future, you shouldn't have any contact with this so-called Mr. Zhou, understand?"
Xu Jiao was silent.
In her heart, she kept muttering that Mr. Zhou shouldn't be that kind of person.
