The one to scream those words was surprisingly not his cousin, but the financial director of the Auction House, which was one of Secretary Zhang's closest pawns.
He didn't know the reason why he was doing that, but he didn't have a good feeling about this in the least. It was a bad premonition running through his heart.
Not willing to let this problem grow even bigger than it already was, he sped up a little bit, so he could reach the VIP room a bit earlier.
Upon reaching there, he saw Cui Xie keeping the financial director hanging by the throat like a chicken, while the poor guy was trying to threaten him while trembling like the said chicken.
It was a peculiar situation nonetheless which startled not only the poor waitress but even Secretary Zhang himself, as he didn't expect that the weak looking Cui Xie was this strong.