Gu Yuan, who had always followed Xie Xuzhi's 'democratic' approach, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he saw Yun Ran directly start by threatening them.
Could the boss really have entrusted such an important matter to a young girl who seemed rather unreliable? Really?
"Presumptuous, you little girl, think you know where you are; is this some shoddy theater troupe?"
A middle-aged man with some air of authority slammed down on the table hard, clearly in response to Yun Ran's actions of slamming the table and threatening everyone just now.
Yun Ran didn't recognize this man as she had not seen him before, but judging by his attitude, he was probably the person Xie Xuzhi needed her to mess with.
"I don't know if this is a shoddy theater troupe, but you surely understand the principle that the capable ones should hold power."
Perhaps, these words really hit a nerve.
Xiahou Jing's gaze was fierce, wishing he could skewer this ill-mannered little girl with his glare alone.
