When questioned by Nalan Ye Jue, the chairman broke into cold sweats: "This is a serious accusation, tarnishing national honor. It's despicable, they must be thrown into jail. I'll deal with them right now!"
Nalan Ye Jue didn't say anything, he just glanced at Qin Xin: "What does the young lady think?"
Qin Xin frowned and murmured, "Hmm."
Their fates were decided.
The legs of the two gatekeepers went weak, never imagining that playing cards during working hours and casually teasing a world champion would result in such severe punishment.
They wanted to beg for mercy, but Nalan Ye Jue, along with Qin Xin, had already entered the racetrack.
Only the chairman was left directing the security to catch them.
"You fools, do you know who you've offended? How dare you speak against Xihe? And in front of the Young Master? Xihe won glory for the nation, the Young Master is very patriotic, don't you know?!"
Not far away.
Qin Xin's lips twitched: "..."
