"Bro, my guys will be there soon, so don't panic. Heh heh, just get ready some cash for us brothers to have fun later tonight. Tonight, I, Wang Dali, will definitely stand up for you."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Dali spoke unhurriedly.
"Alright, just one thing, Dali—hit him as hard as you can! I want him to regret being born!"
After hanging up, Wang Chao threw up again in the bathroom. He had just licked Qin Tian's nasal boogers with his tongue, and now that he thought about it, he really wanted to cut off his own tongue—it was fucking disgusting!
Wang Chao had just returned to the private room and sat down when, sure enough, trouble started.
A pretty female colleague from the sales department didn't come back after taking a phone call outside the room. At the bathroom door of the hotel, she was actually blocked by two blond-haired men!
"This is bad, this is bad, Zhang Yun's been cornered by two thugs. What do we do now?"
