Qu Jianlei's words somewhat spoiled the mood and positioned himself rather low, indicating his side still needed to work hard.
In the end, he didn't want too much contact with the other party.
But the young master didn't mind, casually saying, "To strive hard, of course, one must meet useful people."
Celestial Sound heard this and couldn't help but scoff lightly, "Useful?"
She truly didn't want to offend others, but the boss's position in her heart was just too high.
You, whose breath is unstable and indulge in debauchery, dare to call yourself useful?
"Hmm?" The young master glanced at her faintly, his face slightly darkened, but then he smiled again.
"It's quite interesting; all so amusing? Do I need to prove just how useful I am?"
The words were still relatively refined, but there was no doubt they carried a certain degree of anger.
Celestial Sound pursed her lips and didn't answer; her uncle had also encountered many such profligates before.
