C27 Difficulttotreat Illness

"So, he's just a driver," Wu Ge sighed, as the middle-aged man's face stiffened. The security captain and the guards beside him couldn't contain their laughter, their voices dripping with scorn.

"Just an ordinary driver. What gives him the right to look down on others? I can't wrap my head around it. Who does he think he is?"

The young, brash security guard didn't mince words