"What does that have to do with me?" Wu Tian asked, holding his phone with a faint, mocking smile on his face.
I have to fight for my own glory. What does Nangong Yi have to do with any of it? Even if he beats that so-called God of Racing, what's it to me, Wu Tian? Am I supposed to feel proud just because we work for the same corporation? Nangong Yi's delusional fans are all nuts.
"You..." On the other end of the line, Bing Hong's face flushed with anger. She found Wu Tian's attitude unbearable. How could he be so antisocial?
Wu Tian hasn't done anything wrong. So what if Nangong Yi won? What does his glory have to do with us? Lin Fa watched the scene unfold quietly.
Nangong Yi's other fans, most of whom were female employees from the Qin Corporation, also drew closer. Of course, there were a few male employees who admired him as well.
"What? The Director of Logistics isn't coming?"
"He actually hit Wei Chunhua. I guess he really has a temper."
