C164 Someone Complained about It.

"Bastard!"

Zheng Jiawei furiously hurled a water glass, worth tens of thousands of dollars, to the ground.

"Yang Yu! Yang Yu! Yang Yu! Yang Yu!"

His chest heaved with pent-up rage, with no outlet, as he bellowed in madness. Tonight's debacle was a stain on his reputation, the likes of which he'd never experienced in his life