The reverence Jiang Zhengyuan showed Yun Yao was leagues beyond the attitude he had just displayed toward Bai Mengyan; this was a deep-seated, instinctive awe. He did not dare lift his head, feeling that even a fleeting glance at her would be a profanity.
"Great-aunt, the boss has given me his orders: if you wish to tear Honghao down today, feel free to do so. Everything is at your discretion." Though Jiang Zhengyuan’s voice was low, many in the room still heard him.
The waitress felt only terror now—a fear radiating from the very marrow of her bones. A person who could make the manager treat them this way—what had she said, and what had she done? It was over. All over. She took a few unsteady steps back, her eyes filled with despair.
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