'Holy shit, they actually dared to complain about me?' Zhao Rui still wasn't taking it seriously, assuming the complaint had just gone to President Zhang.
"Boss, they're making a mountain out of a molehill. Who do they think they are? They're spoiled rotten."
President Zhang laughed in exasperation. 'Who the fuck is the spoiled one here?' Technically, they were business partners. They were supposed to cooperate to provide consumers with a better shopping experience. They had scheduled a store visit with you—at a time *you* set, no less—and when they showed up, you ghosted them. Who gave you the balls to do that?
He was only calling Zhao Rui to do him a favor, so that when the regional office came after him, Zhao Rui—or more importantly, that *other* President Zhao—couldn't blame him for not giving a heads-up.
