But Charles did not get angry; instead, he smiled good-naturedly, "Right, you're not the boss, you can't make the call. I better talk to the boss directly."
With that, he turned to look at Ji Jingfeng, "That... Mr. Ji?"
Ji Jingfeng's wound was still bleeding, yet he forgot the pain and immediately greeted Charles with a smile, "Mr. Charles, your visit is an honor for our J.C."
He approached Charles, made a welcoming gesture, and was extremely devout.
Charles burst into laughter, "Ha, if Ji Zhengdao were here, he'd be 'delighted' to death hearing you say that."
As he spoke, he raised an eyebrow at Ji Chicheng, "What do you think, handsome guy?
Ji Chicheng's expression was still as cold as a block of ice.
"I don't want to repeat what I just said for a second time."
After finishing his statement, he glanced disdainfully at Jingfeng and turned to walk back.
