Martin deliberately took out his phone and walked to the side. He was just looking for an excuse to flee; it would be even more humiliating if he couldn't produce the money later!
"You..." Even a fool could see what Martin was up to. Manager Li realized the kid was planning to ditch, and his expression turned icy.
"Answering a call, Young Master Martin?" Qin Long's mocking voice cut in. "Don't tell me you didn't bring enough money?"
"Qin Long, shut your damn mouth! I've got more money than I can count!" Martin suddenly exploded, pointing and shouting at Qin Long.
"Oh? Why are you getting angry at me?" Qin Long said with a faint smile. "If you've got the guts, then pay in full. What's all the shouting for?"
