083, Slapping Face Slap Slap Satisfying [Second Update]_2

"What do you mean, we bought so much stuff!" Fan Zhao argued with the salesgirl, clearly displeased.

"Sorry, this was our boss's decision," the salesgirl replied, neither humbly nor arrogantly, "If you have any complaints, you can speak directly to him."

"Who is your boss?" Fan Zhao asked unwillingly.

"Let's go," Wu Zhizhou suddenly said coldly without making a previous sound.

"Why?" Fan Zhao was somewhat puzzled.

Why can't we buy something even with money?!

"I said, let's go."

Wu Zhizhou spoke, word by word.

Noticing the anger that lingered between his brows, Fan Zhao immediately backed down and stopped persisting.

Thus, he left with Wu Zhizhou, unwillingly.

Fan Zhao didn't know who Wu Zhizhou was, but Wu Zhizhou certainly knew.

Given the stature of the Wu Family, it was possible to bully the fallen Chu Family, but in the vastness of Beijing, there were many families that even they dared not touch.

He had no choice but to swallow the insult.

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