Before Jiang Chao could speak, Jiang Lai, who was devouring an egg pancake beside him, lifted his head to glance at the old man, then laughed and spoke.
"Hey, old man, why do you talk like this is your home? We have to work for our meals, what about you?"
"Hmph, I've invested in this place. I'm the biggest shareholder, so of course, it's my home. As for you, you were brought in because you have some usefulness."
Jiang Lai nodded thoughtfully, glanced at the guards holding guns at the door, and then shouted loudly.
"Since this is your turf, from now on, my brother and I must flatter you well!"
Jiang Lai's shout was heard by everyone, and for a moment, the old man's face turned a bit sour, his expression struggling to maintain the elegant smile he just had. He tugged a napkin, picked up his tray, and left, his steps seeming somewhat hurried and awkward.
"Hey, old man, where are you going? If this base is all yours, the ones who should leave should be us!"
