"Boss Liu, why haven't your men taken action yet? What are you waiting for!"
Seeing Liu Rizhao also standing there, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses couldn't hold back his frustration, thinking if these people were brain-dead, what's there to fear from a damn wimp.
Take action?
At that thought, Liu Rizhao immediately recalled the consequences of the last time he had people lay hands on Hao Jian and couldn't help shuddering.
Not daring to delay, Liu Rizhao quickly walked up to Hao Jian and then gave him a bow, "Sir, actually... I'm not very close to him, he's just a property owner of mine, you... please don't blame me for this."
Having experienced the humiliation of running naked previously, Liu Rizhao was extremely wary of Hao Jian, almost as if he was a venomous serpent, and he was in a rush to dissociate himself from the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, fearing that Hao Jian would get angry.