Bang!
With a loud sound the flower vase crashed on the wall and shattered into tiny pieces.
Feng Mei Hiu fumed with anger at the sight turning to glare at Ken.
"You moved," he snapped,"who gave you the permission to move?"
Ken exchanged glances with the stotic Jin Liang, was he supposed to stand there and watch a flower vase smash his head.
"Both of you are my bodyguards, not Han Yichen's, if I tell you to sit you sit, if I tell you to stand you stand." Feng Mei Hiu smiled coldly. "How much did I give Han Yichen for you people?"
Both men reamined silent.
"I said how much?" Feng Mei Hiu yelled, a golden tray flew past them, missing Jin Liang by a narrow mark.
"10% of Feng Corporations stock." Jin Liang muttered.