Everyone looked at Chen Fa and couldn't help but secretly disdain him.
Just now, Chen Fa was arrogant, but now he indeed had a face full of servile expressions.
His face was full of flattery, even while answering the phone, he was still bowing.
As soon as the call was disconnected, Chen Fa immediately returned to his arrogant expression.
He looked coldly at Ye Chen.
"Kid, you're finished. Even if you want to apologize now, it's too late."
"If you apologize now, it might still work. Once our President Song arrives, you're done."
Chen Fa had a proud face, looking like a lackey.
At this moment, a Lincoln sedan slowly drove into the campus at Modu University.
In the back seat, an almost perfect woman was looking at her phone, lost in thought.
The woman was in her twenties, with a graceful figure and mesmerizing beauty, dressed in very sophisticated clothes, all international brands and custom-made.
