Spendthrift

Xiao Jing Hong arrogantly said, "Do you know who I am?"

The manservant gave him a look and said mockingly, "The rich are the big boss, the poor are the bastards."

"Who are you scolding!" Xiao Qinghong had been doted upon by the crowd since he was a child. He had never suffered such grievances before. "When this grandpa scattered money all over the capital, you were still nursing your mother!"

Yi Qing sneered in his heart, cursing at an attendant. He was truly someone who had great potential.

However, on the surface, she pointed at the attendant and said, "Alright, speak less. You want your boss to see you and you still have food to eat? In the business of making money, one must not judge people by their appearance. It's just a small matter, is there a need to harm our relationship? "