As soon as Bai Yunfei left, Hu Wansan turned his head to ask, "I hear Mr. Ye runs a clinic. May I know the scale of your clinic and your revenue?"
Ye Fei replied honestly, "It's of a moderate scale, with over forty people including doctors, nurses, and other staff members. As for the revenue, it's roughly less than ten million per month."
"Less than ten million? So that adds up to just over a billion a year, huh?"
Hu Wansan almost laughed out loud, his look at Ye Fei filled with even more contempt.
"Ah, so after all this fuss, the annual income of your clinic isn't even higher than the monthly revenue of the smallest department in my smallest hospital. It's really quite meager."
Ye Fei knew this guy was blatantly belittling him.
Out of respect for Bai Yunfei, he chose not to engage with him.
However, to Hu Wansan, Ye Fei's tolerance was interpreted as fear.
Far from holding back, he continued to target Ye Fei.
