“Speak carefully…what a word carefully!” Yan Zhi raised his voice and shouted loudly: “You are not qualified to talk to me, I want to see the third master!” It didn’t give Sam any face, and it just brushed him off. Face.
Although he was born in the same Lu family, Sam’s father retired early and had no real power and the power behind the family as a support. Sam was just a dog raised by Lucas!
He was able to stand here and talk to Sam, it was already a great deal of face, and it was still for his father’s sake.
Sam’s complexion looked a little unpleasant at this time, but his usual itchiness made him maintain his usual demeanor and politeness.
“Uncle Yan, San Ye is really busy.” Sam was still very polite when he spoke.
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