While Shan Tianxiang was on the brink of a conflict about to erupt.
A group of people entered his home.
The leader was a man in a suit, sporting a big belly.
"Old Shan, decided yet? This is a stroke of luck from the heavens, a huge advantage!"
The big-bellied man said to Shan Tianxiang with scorn.
Hearing his words, a refined and seemingly secretarial man accompanying Big Belly frowned.
How can this little uncle of the boss speak with such a ruffian tone?
Does that sound like someone from the upper echelons?
But, it wasn't his place to worry about such things!
"What advantage? Please leave! This is my home!"
Shan Tianxiang stood up abruptly and rebuked the man.
"Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, you..." Big Belly was about to explode upon hearing this.
The secretary immediately stepped forward to interrupt him: "Let me handle this!"
"Fine!" Big Belly looked at the secretary unhappily.
