The Furious Zhou Tong
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After hearing Qin Yu's words, Zhou Tong couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The surrounding old men also had mocking expressions on their faces. The way they looked at Qin Yu was as if they were looking at a clown.
"Guaranteed a spot in the finals? I've never even heard of such a thing." Zhou Tong took a sip of tea.
"That's right, he can't even brag convincingly."
"At such a young age, it's fine if you don't have any abilities, but you're actually full of lies. Mr. Yang, is this the person you're vouching for?"
Hearing their words, Qin Yu sneered again and again.
"Whether I'm guaranteed a spot or not, we'll know the result immediately." Qin Yu pulled Mr. Yang and found a place to sit down.
Zhou Tong sneered and said, "You're planning to stay here without leaving, right? Even if there is a spot guaranteed, it has to pass through me, the president."