"'Get out?'" Yuan Hao was stunned, pointing to his own nose with an incredulous expression as if he had just experienced a hallucination. He looked at Nie Zhenbang and said, "Uncle Nie, I must have heard wrong, did you just tell me to get out?"
Nie Zhenbang was not impressed. This grandson of the old chief was simply too peculiar. He couldn't believe that with the old chief's upbringing, he could have spoiled him into such a character. This was nothing but a foolish young man.
He strode in full of bluster, as if Nie Zhenbang was a servant his family owned. But now, under Nie Zhenbang's firm stand, he seemed just like a clueless fool.
No matter whether Yuan Hao's expression was genuinely stupid or feigned to ease his embarrassment, Nie Zhenbang was absolutely not going to indulge him.
