"Making a million by trading something I'd already thrown into the garbage dump—that was the most successful deal I've made so far."
"Who are you calling garbage?" Wang Zhiyao normally wouldn't have dared open his mouth at a time like this, but Su Qiao's words were simply too insulting.
Su Qiao swept him a disdainful glance, pretended not to hear him, and chose to ignore him completely.
"Miss Cen, there's no personal grudge between us. I did this only because you harmed my interests as a shareholder, nothing more. Don't overthink it, and don't think too highly of yourself."
"As for garbage, there's even less need to think about that."
After being insulted repeatedly, Wang Zhiyao could no longer take it. He shot to his feet and snapped, "Su Qiao!! Do you really have to go this far?"
Su Qiao finally deigned to give him a glance. "If I've cut off your path of living off women, then I'm sorry. But you can always find someone else. After all, you're already a seasoned professional in this line of work."
"You...?"
Wang Zhiyao pointed at her, too furious to speak.
Cen Mohan glanced at the male assistant behind him.
The male assistant immediately understood and went to the door to call in two bodyguards.
"BOSS."
Cen Mohan pointed toward Wang Zhiyao. His thin lips coldly uttered three words: "Throw him out."
"Yes."
The two bodyguards in black immediately stepped forward, each taking one side as they lifted Wang Zhiyao and carried him outside.
"Cen Yue... Cen Yue..."
"Don't drag me. I can walk by myself. I can walk by myself."
Wang Zhiyao hadn't expected the man to order him thrown out without a second word. He was burning with rage, but there was nothing he could do.
He instinctively called out