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Out of seven or eight seats, only Chen Wei and Su Yumei remained seated, making it impossible for Zhao Qingdong to overlook them.
Thus, he walked over with a swarm of underlings in tow.
Lifting his foot onto the edge of the table, hands in his pockets, he wore an expression of supreme arrogance, "You two, are you deaf or something? Didn't you hear me? I said get the hell out!"
"Do you even realize that what you're doing is illegal?" Su Yumei turned to face him, asking without a hint of fear.
Zhao Qingdong glared, having been so caught up in his bluster and busy with his mission that he hadn't taken the time to properly appreciate Su Yumei, the woman before him. Taking a good look, he thought damn, she's a top-tier beauty. Maybe even the ancient Four Great Beauties couldn't compare, right?
"Oh! What a beauty, my apologies, my apologies," Zhao Qingdong said as he lowered his foot, "Look at me, tsk, I've offended you. Sorry about that."
