Li Xiaoqiang had seen the arrogant kind before, but he had never seen arrogance to such an extent. A simple touch from Li Xiaoqiang, and the man demanded that Li Xiaoqiang slap himself. It seemed that in every place, there were insolent young masters who thought too highly of themselves.
Li Xiaoqiang didn't know who this young man was, but from his domineering attitude, it was clear that this guy must be a rich second generation or a government official's son. In a big place like Shanghai, there were plenty of wealthy people.
As a university professor, Dong Li felt a surge of rectitude in her heart and frowned as she said, "Young man, I advise you to keep a low profile. Looking at your attire, your family is certainly well-off, but here in Shanghai, there are many capable people. It's better to stay low-key."
