Fan Chao, even though he's not some national team player, is definitely a well-known player who has been part of the national team.
People like him usually have an air of arrogance, after all, they are young and wealthy, which means they tend to have bad tempers.
"Tsk tsk, kid, think before you speak. There are things you can say and things you cannot," Fan Chao's eyes were sharp like an eagle's, flashing an intense light.
Li Lin quickly tried to smooth things over with a smile: "Mr. Fan, don't be angry, my little brother doesn't know any better. Please don't stoop to his level."
"Stoop to his level? Why should I take a poor kid who has never seen the world seriously?"
"And you, if you don't finish my autobiography on time, be careful to not lose your job," Fan Chao said leisurely, his words menacing.
