From Chang Wenzhu's disdainful tone, it wasn't hard to hear that despite Xiao Tiantian's explicit desire to protect Wang Chen, he didn't take Wang Chen too seriously.
Seeing his arrogant demeanor, Xiao Tiantian snorted coldly, "Whether he can leave or not is not up for you to decide."
Upon hearing this, Chang Wenzhu revealed a mocking expression, "Oh, so there is more to what you're saying, huh? The great Xiao can neglect her own employees for profit,
but dares to risk angering me by protecting this poor bastard? This makes me wonder if this kid is screwing you, huh?"
"You better watch your mouth when you talk to me!" Xiao Tiantian shouted angrily.
"Respect your grandpa, who do you think you are? Do you really think I'll take you seriously just because I call you 'Xiao'?"
Chang Wenzhu paused for a moment, pointing at Wang Chen, "This guy is dressed in nothing but street stall goods, driving a broken motorcycle rickshaw, exuding the stench of poverty from head to toe,
