Hearing his words, Wei Zhou's face darkened. He glared coldly at Lan Jian: "No one will think that you are a mute if you don't speak."
Lan Jian protested: "Eh, I'm just speaking the truth. You're going too far with your personal attacks."
Wei Zhou coldly rebuked: "Hmph, if you don't shut up, I'll let you have a taste of real personal attacks. I guarantee that your face will swell up to the size of a pig's head. You can try if you don't believe me."
Lan Jian immediately backed down, "Look, you're the President of the Excellent Era Corporation. Why do you always have to resort to violence? Since you're in a bad mood, I won't stoop to your level. I'll forgive you."
Wei Zhou's face darkened, and he didn't say another word. Lan Jian was indeed worthy of the nickname "Little Slut." He's a blabber mouth. He talked too much and was nothing when it came to actions. It was best if he didn't speak because when he spoke, Wei Zhou just wanted to punch him.
