Feeling Like Shit

"Do you have any evidence, President Fang?" Li Guang ground his teeth and exclaimed, "If not, I'll take legal action against you for defamation!"

"It's difficult to determine who will sue whom, Mr. Li. Let's not jump to conclusions too quickly. If you find yourself in a tight spot, don't expect me to bail you out," Fang Yuan retorted with a cold tone.

Li Guang seethed with frustration, his temper flaring. "You!"

Fang Yuan raised her gaze and fixed it on him. "By the way, there's stir-fried beef on the lunch menu. Are you sure it's real beef in there?"

Li Guang's expression cracked. "What are you insinuating?"

Fang Yuan responded calmly, "I just had a look. You've substituted chicken that died from illness for the beef."

Li Guang smirked, attempting to downplay the accusation. "President Fang, your imagination is quite vivid. You'd better have evidence to support such absurd claims!"