"Sir, what does he mean?" The muscle-bound man's chiseled face showed his utter confusion. "What does protesting have to do with some old man?"
Li Weide didn't want to speak. Gu Chen had already let go of his collar, but Li Weide's mind was racing, trying to figure out what he could possibly say to salvage the situation.
But an enraged Lu Wei wasn't about to waste any more time talking. He started shoving them out of the conference room. "Go, go, go! Stop being so damn annoying. You may have nothing better to do, but we've got plenty of work!"
"Treating your friends from Country A like this is going too far!" the bearded man roared.
"We're going to file a complaint about you to the higher-ups!"
"Yes, a complaint!"
Gu Chen kicked the muscle-bound man, sending him staggering, and said with a smile, "Complain to your mom!"
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