"I won't interfere in this matter again. Not expelling that guy was already me showing consideration for you!"
Liu Erlong shook her head, unwilling to continue the topic. Dai Mubai had already left an extremely bad impression on her. A lecherous customer had lost the tool of his trade, and he still wanted her to help find someone to treat him?
By extension, Flender, who had helped cover for him, also angered her somewhat.
"This... sigh, fine. We'll think of something ourselves."
Seeing that Liu Erlong had no intention of talking further, Flender gave a bitter smile, turned, and left the office.
"Fuck!"
As Flender pushed open the wooden door, Ma Hongjun, who had been pressing himself against the crack to eavesdrop, was shoved straight onto the ground. He cried out in pain, while Oscar wore a smile even uglier than a sob.
"H-hello, Dean."
"Hongjun? Xiao Ao? What are you doing here? Don't tell me you were eavesdropping?"
Flender planted his hands on his hips, a dangerous edge flickering through his tone. At such a critical time, they were not training properly—and were instead here listening in?
"Dean, is Boss Dai really beyond saving?"
Hearing that, Flender, already troubled enough, found himself with nowhere to vent his anger. Oscar and Ma Hongjun were innocent—could he really beat them up for no reason?
In the end, he could only shake his head. At this point, he could only ask Xiaogang what to do. The man possessed great wisdom; perhaps he really had some solution?
After Flender walked away, Ma Hongjun and Oscar looked at each other, each seeing shock in the other's eyes. Boss Dai really could not be saved? That thing was a man's whole life! Would he have to spend the rest of his days staring blankly at