"Yang Jiawei! You come back here!"
"Sorry, Chief." Yang Jiawei looked back at his superior, "I've been suspended."
The chief was bewildered; it was the first time he had seen such a resolute young man... and if what he said was true, that his mission was given by that person, then his own action to suspend him might have caused a big trouble. But no matter what, Yang Jiawei was still disobedient and acting rashly, and even if they knew about it, it would only affect his future career. But if the Pan Family was unsatisfied, his family's building could be taken away. Would his whole family have to sleep under a bridge?
What no one expected was that after being suspended, Yang Jiawei turned around and went back to that place, still with a cup of milk tea, only this time he had a large piece of bread in his hand, looking as if he was prepared for a long-term fight.
