"Boss, I admit I stole the things. This young man just felt sorry for me and stood up for me. He didn't hit anyone; please let him go. I'm willing to go back with you and let you handle it however you want."
The woman came over and slapped the woman in the face, cursing, "You finally admit it, huh? You're a damn thief and still have the nerve to plead for others! Get out of my sight!"
"Wait until my husband breaks that guy's arms and legs, then I'll deal with you properly!"
The woman grabbed the woman's hair, trying to drag her aside.
But at this moment, the fat man stared blankly at Jiang Chuan but suddenly froze.
Suddenly, with a clatter, he dropped the stick in his hand and rushed over to Jiang Chuan at a brisk pace.
"You're... you're Mr. Jiang!"
The fat man looked up at Jiang Chuan, full of admiration, with none of his previous fierce demeanor.
Jiang Chuan squinted at him, a bit puzzled.
Because he didn't know this fat man.
