Yang Yi looked towards Jethro and said, "Sorry."
Jethro shrugged his shoulders and replied, "It's fine, actually I don't like it either."
Yang Yi then turned to the tall black man and said in a deep voice, "Join me."
Jethro stretched out his hand and said, "That, uh, well, never mind, you say it…"
Yang Yi said sternly to the black man, "Join me, and at least I sure as hell won't make you eat like a dog."
The tall black man opened his mouth, then said solemnly, "But…"
Yang Yi said indifferently, "What are you worried about?"
The tall black man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ferdinand won't agree."
"He will."
Without hesitating this time, the tall black man immediately nodded and said, "Okay."
Zhang Yong smacked his lips a few times, shook his head, and said, "You're too direct, you should at least ask some questions, it's not too late to speak after getting it clear, hey, what's your name?"
The tall black man immediately said, "Tuya Rio."
"From which country?"
