"A bunch of nobodies?"
"Crazy! Seriously fucking crazy!"
"This kid must be from out of town, right? He doesn't even know about Mr. Song's Qianda Bank in Jinling City!"
"Ignorance truly knows no fear!"
The young masters following Song Chenghan burst into laughter. In their eyes, Han Yu must not be a local from Jinling City; otherwise, he wouldn't have shown such a reaction upon hearing about Qianda Bank.
There was a look of contempt on their faces, and they watched Han Yu with great amusement. It had been a long time since they had encountered someone so audacious, and they were keen to see how Mr. Song would play with this youngster later.
Since Song Chenghan's arrival, Song Jiaqi's previous arrogance had returned. She marched up to Han Yu with hands on her hips, pointing her right finger at the tip of Han Yu's eyebrows, and yelled, "Did you hear that? Get on your knees and apologize to me! No, make that kowtow in apology!"
