Gong Xu's manager

Yao Jiawen snorted with ridicule. "Heh, Best Actor Gong seriously keeps Director Ye in mind constantly? May I ask where your precious Director Ye went when the company was backed into a wall? Where was she when the company was acquired?

"You're right—I don't need to be mentioned in the same breath as her because she's nothing but a stray dog! What right does she have to be compared to me? If she returned to the company now, she wouldn't even be worthy of holding my shoes for me!"

Gong Xu felt a ball of rage and frost engulfing his eyes, and he stressed every word carefully: "Yao Jiawen, I dare you to say that again! Did your f*cking conscience get eaten by a dog? If it weren't for Brother Ye back then, you would've already packed up your bags and returned to the fields to be a farmer! Now, you're actually paying a favor back with revenge? You can't even measure up to a f*cking dog!"