"To hell with you!"
Zhao Wenming immediately sprayed Ye Fei with fury.
The other two wealthy businessmen were also sitting with their legs crossed, curling their lips in contempt and said indifferently,
"It was just a joke blurted out on a whim, how could you take it seriously? Such a naive kid, and you adults don't have brains?"
"Shut up! Mr. Ye is not someone you can insult!"
Zhu Guangbo pointed at the three and scolded them.
Ye Fei stretched out his arm to stop him.
Smiling faintly at Zhao Wenming and his companions, "Are you saying you don't want to keep your word? Is that it?"
Zhao Wenming was adamant, "I already said it was a joke, and you're taking it seriously. You're the fool, who's to blame?"
The next second, Ye Fei's smile abruptly vanished, and an intense ferocity flashed in his eyes.
The guests in the VIP seats all got goosebumps at the sight of Ye Fei's gaze.
It felt as though the temperature around them had dropped several degrees Celsius.
