Lu Fengxuan's voice fell, and the air eerily silenced for a few seconds.
"Right!" The fatty bellowed, "Big Fatty here has long been displeased with that bastard's condescending attitude toward us, Xiaowa. If it weren't for you, Boss..."
With a yelp of pain, the fatty's shin was kicked by Victory, catching him off guard and nearly causing him to stumble and fall.
Victory glared at the indignant fatty and tried to smooth things over, "Boss, don't listen to the fatty's nonsense. Secretary Wang just got a bit anxious this time, he's usually easy to talk to."
They knew the Boss was fond of Jiang Che; hence, for minor matters, they usually bore with patience.
They couldn't allow the Boss to be stuck in the middle and feel troubled.
"Boss, what happened?"
Cocoa Sauce was more sensitive than those two brutes, and Lu Fengxuan's unusual treatment of Jiang Che had aroused her concern.
