Zhao Hong's anger instantly subsided, and he turned to his subordinates and said, "All of you, get out!"
"Yes." A group of people exited the room, laughing cheerfully.
Someone was still talking, "A deep bond between father and son, indeed a deep bond between father and son!"
Once his own men had left, Zhao Hong shoved Old Wang aside, "Good job, Wang Fugui! I was still thinking of you in Florida, and here you are, trying to be my dad, huh!"
"It's not my fault." Wang Fugui took a step back, "It was Pachy who said it."
Pachy quickly said, "Your men came in with guns, what could I do? If I hadn't said that, they probably would have showered us with bullets! Anyway, we can't tell Asian faces apart; it's just the boss looks too young, otherwise I would have definitely said the boss is your dad."