"You..." Seeing the other party getting more outrageous with his words and his attitude becoming increasingly arrogant, Zhang Long couldn't help but take a deep breath, pushing the other party away and glaring angrily.
"What, not convinced? Have you thought it over? It seems you think my phone call has no impact, huh?" The man with yellow hair holding a cigar in his mouth gave Zhang Long a suspicious glance, unexpectedly, this kid dared to push him. Instantly, he said viciously.
Zhang Long took a deep breath, remained silent for a while, and then spoke again: "Anyway, your excellency, you must first let me know who you are, right? National Development and Reform Commission? The people behind you have such capabilities in the commission? I don't believe it... It's unlikely someone can just come and open up a big mouth to seize our Green Bamboo Medicinal Cuisine House entirely, right? Even if I agree, what about Young Master Gao? Young Master Feng?"
