"Achoo!"
Qin Hai suddenly sneezed again, rubbed his nose, and swept a glance at Xue Rong and others opposite him, "If you want to curse someone, do it to their face. What's the point of hiding it inside? I'm laying it down right here. The ones I just mentioned are indeed you guys. What's wrong, not convinced, are you? Come on, I don't plan on working at Yafang Company any longer, and today I'll take on all of you. If I don't knock you all down, I won't bear the name Qin!"
Having said that, he really did roll up his sleeves as if he was truly about to start a fight with Xue Rong and the others, and both his tone of speech and behavior were strikingly similar to those of street hooligans.
"This is outrageous, absolutely outrageous!"
Minister Jian trembled with rage, pointing at Qin Hai with a quivering finger, "You... you... look at yourself, how can our company have recruited someone like you!"
