"I didn't meet anyone yesterday, yet I was beaten up and hospitalized, I..."
Lan Dazhi cursed and swore, suddenly recalling something.
"Damn, are you talking about that kid?"
He tried hard to remember, yesterday, when Gu Feifei came to set the price for those chickens, she did indeed mention that the owner of White Dragon Agricultural Company personally delivered them and, no matter what, we must give them face.
"Shit, why didn't I realize that bumpkin was actually a young boss."
Lan Dazhi felt somewhat upset, but this did not stop him from looking down on Zhang Xiaoshan.
"What's so great about someone who sells vegetables."
"Motherfucker, I just can't believe it. Wanshan Hotel has been open for decades, it was fine without his vegetables. It can't be going under now. Just go to the agricultural market and buy some other vegetables to make do for now."
The manager showed a distressed expression.
