One minute later, at the same hotel room door, Wang Zhifan, who opened the hotel soundproof door for a second time, looked somewhat displeased at the pockmarked-faced teenager who knocked on the door.
"Boss, people from Penglai Pharmaceutical have come to see you. They want to talk about the agreement signed with the Black Fist Gang."
Seeing that the gang leader in front of him might get angry, the pockmarked teenager immediately explained the matter he had been asked to relay, enunciating particularly clearly on the words "Penglai Pharmaceutical."
"Penglai Pharmaceutical? What does the agreement they signed with the Black Fist Gang have to do with us, the Iron Wolf Gang? Not seeing them! Get them to leave immediately!"
Although he noticed the pockmarked teenager emphasizing the unusual nature of the visitors this time, Wang Zhifan was still uninterested and replied somewhat impatiently.
