Facing Bai Lu's angry denunciation, the middle-aged man in the plaid shirt did not get angry. Instead, the sleaziness on his face deepened.
He smiled at Bai Lu and then turned to look at the workers who were renovating.
The workers quickly came over and then called out in unison:
"Dragon Bro, good to see you."
"Hmm."
The middle-aged man put on an air, snorting out a sound through his nose.
Zhang Xiaomeng looked at this pretentious Dragon Bro and couldn't help but show a trace of scorn on his face.
It really proved that old saying, "In shallow waters, the shrimps act like dragons; everywhere are 'big brothers'."
At this moment, Dragon Bro turned his head again, smugly tilting his head to look at Bai Lu with a look of pride.
"I'm the big boss of this decoration team. You can call me Dragon Bro."
Hearing this, Bai Lu frowned in disgust, then said coldly,
"What do you want?"
"Of course, I want something; otherwise, why would I be here?"
