Leng Ziqing's question truly had a way of making people unsure how to respond.
On your way here, you casually acquired Di Hao Hotel—such an extravagant act—and you're still asking whether you qualify?
If you don't qualify, then who does?
Clearly, the man in the suit already knew that it was impossible for him to stay here any longer.
Even the manager wouldn't be able to protect him.
"Mr. Leng, please hear me out!" pleaded the man in the suit, nearly in tears.
Leng Ziqing spoke calmly, "It's not easy coming out to work, and I, Leng Ziqing, am not unreasonable. I've already said it: take your belongings and leave the hotel. Maybe you can still find a decent job in the future. I don't want to be thoroughly ruthless."
"However, if you continue to affect our mood here, I can assure you that you will not find a respectable job anywhere in Huaxia in the future. With just one word from me, no major company would hire you. Do you believe me?"
Leng Ziqing was telling the truth.
