Zhou Wang still smiled and slowly repeated it once more.
Whew!
Sure enough, insulting someone to their face really does improve your mood!
Zhou Wang was never a person with a good temper. The copy written by Jiang Qingkui, though not completely made-up, made Zhou Wang thoroughly disgusted.
Stuff like "being rich and being ethical are two different things" and "how wild the second generation can be with their freedom"—he didn't read it in detail, but just those keywords were enough to make him nauseous.
After realizing Zhang Danian was just a slick old hand, Zhou Wang couldn't be bothered to quibble with him, so he simply vented his frustration directly.
Even though the Posture Training Book was almost fully absorbed by him, who said crudeness and elegance can't coexist?
Anyway, Zhou Wang felt that at least his tone when insulting people was elegant...
"Sir, if you're here to cause trouble, our company doesn't welcome you..."
