Qiao Yuanding's lips trembled for a long while before he stood up and bent over Xiao Ming at an angle greater than ninety degrees.
"Mr. Xiao, today was a rude intrusion on our part. We only ask that you take into account our chairman's profound respect for you and that Mr. Zhou was also deceived, to extend your gracious hand and forgive us just this once."
"Qiao Yuanding, have you lost your mind?"
Zhou Fangjing slammed the floor and yelled, "I got hit, and you're actually apologizing to him? Do you believe I'll cripple you once I get back?"
Qiao Yuanding coldly turned back: "Mr. Zhou, the chairman said that if you don't apologize to Mr. Xiao, you'll be sent back to the countryside to tend to the ancestral temple for the rest of your life."
Zhou Fangjing was so angry he nearly choked to death, his eyes bulging out like a bewildered child's.
"Why... why?"
I want to know why as well.
