I’ll Take Them Down One by One (Part Four)

He strolled towards Yan Rusheng.

With one hand resting on Su Yue's luggage handle and his legs crossed, Yan Rusheng lazily stood and arrogantly eyed Zhao Zheng as the latter walked over.

His arrogant gaze held a hint of contempt.

"Yan Rusheng," Zhao Zheng greeted as he stood in front of Yan Rusheng. His hands were in his suit pockets and he had slightly tilted his chin up.

But Yan Rusheng still towered over him, and coupled with his distinguished air, it had overshadowed Zhao Zheng in an instant.

"Professor Zhao," Yan Rusheng acknowledged with a forced smile.

Hatred flitted across Zhao Zheng's eyes. Yan Rusheng had swallowed up over 120 thousand dollars from his bank account during that one meal—it was obvious that he had tricked him on purpose.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got and the hatred in his eyes became more prominent.

Yan Rusheng's mocking smile had fueled his anger even more.