"You're asking me what gives me the right, aren't you?"
Chen Feng smiled faintly, then raised his right palm and gently pressed it on the conference table in front of him.
This palm strike seemed soft and gentle, as if he hadn't used much force at all.
However, in the next moment, there was a loud "boom" sound.
The originally sturdy oval conference table, made of marble, suddenly collapsed.
Dust rose in the air.
This scene left Du Jiang and the directors dumbfounded.
Because it was just too damn exaggerated.
With one palm, and it didn't even look like he used any strength, he managed to collapse a marble conference table.
They had only seen such a scene in movies.
And now, it was actually happening right before their eyes.
They couldn't react for a moment.
Because it was so unbelievable!
"Is this qualification enough?"
Chen Feng slightly curled the corners of his lips, looking at Du Jiang and the others as he asked.
