Jiang Zihong grew more terrified the more he thought about it, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Just as he was feeling anxious and fearful, Zhan Qipei suddenly turned his head, glancing at him from the corner of his eye.
Zhan Qipei's gaze always carried an innate pressure.
Being looked at like that, Jiang Zihong instantly turned pale and collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
Jiang Zihong's assistant quickly went forward to assist.
However, Jiang Zihong's legs were shaking like a sieve, so he couldn't stand up even with help.
The assistant, in his flustered efforts, not only failed to get Jiang Zihong up but was dragged down to the ground by him.
In a moment, both of them lay flat on their backs, creating a comically absurd scene.
The nearby staff and the general manager couldn't help but chuckle aloud.
Qiao Jing glanced indifferently over and then said to Zhan Qipei, "Let's go."
Zhan Qipei finally withdrew his gaze and headed to the office with Qiao Jing.
