"Uncle Zhou, you can leave first. Just leave it to me to handle," Wang Hai said indifferently. He had never had a good impression of Zhou Deming. When Zhou Deming had first come to acquire Sky Group, Wang Hai had taken an instant dislike to him, but given the influence of Liu Corporation in the city, he had not said anything.
However, now things were different. He had severed ties with Liu Corporation, which had now become worthless as a pile of scrap paper. Zhou Deming no longer needed to care about Liu Zheng's background. Moreover, Zhou Deming's methods were particularly despicable. Wang Hai had no desire to collaborate with such scum.
After hearing this, Zhou Deming sneered and said, "Fine. Since young Master Wang insists on helping Liu Zheng, then there is nothing more to say. Take good care of my guests!"
"Uncle Zhou, rest assured, I will certainly take very good care of your guests," Wang Hai snorted coldly.
