"Shut up, if you can't speak properly, don't talk at all, and don't drag us into it," Zhang Feifeng chided quietly from the side. This person was really clueless, badmouthing others on their own turf – wasn't that just asking for trouble? "We're just here to work. Just do your job honestly, get paid, and leave it at that. Why do you care so much about things that aren't your business?"
"What's with the way you speak? I'm talking about myself; what's it to you? Oh, I get it—seeing someone with money makes you want to suck up to them, doesn't it? Too bad I've already told you off," Zhou Hua retorted, not backing down from the confrontation and ready to argue without fear.
"Zhou Hua, do you feel no shame saying such things?" she thought. How everything had started was clear in everyone's heart, and now she had the audacity to turn things around and accuse others of sucking up? That was simply nonsense.
"Who's the one without a conscience here..."