"Sir, please do not interfere with our work."
"You are the ones interfering with my work!"
Mr. Yan Huan walked up to the statue and patted Clock Kid's 24k pure gold shoes.
"Who authorized you to tear this down? Without the Clock Kid Statue, can this place still be called Clock Kid Plaza?"
"So it's now called Sleepy Banana Monkey Plaza." A Dream Weaver corrected him.
"..." Mr. Yan Huan narrowed his eyes:
"You wouldn't happen to be with the Sleepy Banana Society too, would you?"
"Not really." The Dream Builder Worker shook his head.
"But they paid, and higher-ups approved it, so we were sent here to handle the construction."
"Sir, if you have any complaints, take it up with the higher-ups."
"And who is your higher-up?"
Mr. Yan Huan took out his phone, thoroughly annoyed:
"I remember Oudi isn't even in Penacony right now. Did someone from the Clover Family just unilaterally decide to tear this down?"
"I'm the one who ordered it!" A loud voice rang out.
At the sound, the crowd looked over to see a suited man walking slowly, holding a file in his hand as he reached out to hand it to Mr. Yan Huan.
"Mr. Yan Huan, everything we've done is legal and compliant. The Family has direct say over the development of the Golden Moment, and these are the relevant documents for your perusal."
"Damn it, you people make all the decisions, so where does a shareholder's right come in? Just here to fund your projects?"
Mr. Yan Huan spread his hands in disbelief:
* "You know what Clock Kid and Dreamville mean to the Nameless, right? Are you sure you aren't provoking the Star Rail Express?"
"Mr. Yan Huan, in business, how can we let personal feelings get in the way,