Ding Fan's right hand was like a vice grip, and despite several forceful attempts, the middle-aged man couldn't pull away. Although he used all his strength, Ding Fan appeared effortless, showing no sign of difficulty.
"Let go of me! Or else I'll****** make you regret it!" the middle-aged man nearly roared.
"This is a company. I think it's better if you keep your voice down," Ding Fan said calmly, as if he were talking to a friend.
Sure enough, after Ding Fan spoke those words, the middle-aged man really stopped swearing and didn't say another word for a while.
The few people who came with the middle-aged man all looked at him in disbelief. Known for his hot temper, how could he possibly listen so obediently to Ding Fan?
