This young man is named Zhao Wenhao, a member of the Zhao Family.
Although Lin Yi didn't like to stir up trouble, it didn't mean he would swallow insults. His character was such that if someone respected him an inch, he would respect them a foot.
"Why are you looking at me like that? You wouldn't be trying to hit on me, would you?" Lin Yi sneered.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenhao immediately became furious, "You little brat, how dare you flirt with me, believe it or not, I'll have someone teach you a lesson right now!"
"Oh, really? I would like to see whether you strike first, or I do!" Lin Yi sneered coldly and directly took out his phone to dial a number.
"Hello, President Wang, I'm in Qingyang City. Where are you right now?"
On the phone, a man's voice with a hint of flattery responded, "Haha, who do I think it is? It turns out to be young master Lin. Why didn't you come to see me when you arrived in Qingyang City?"