"Director Li, that's not going to work. If we don't get our rent and security deposit back today, we're not moving!"
"I'd like to see if the leadership of this factory district has any shame left!"
After saying this, Chen Peng turned to Fu Qiaoyu and said, "Qiaoyu, go ask the bosses of the other workshops nearby. See if they're all in the same boat."
Fu Qiaoyu nodded and trotted outside. Seeing this, Director Li's heart skipped a beat.
"Chen Peng, do you still want to work in the mold-making business? If not, just say the word. I'll have people move all your equipment out and throw it away!" Director Li's expression instantly darkened.
"I'd like to see who dares to move my things today!" Chen Peng stared daggers at Director Li, enunciating every word.
"You!" Director Li pointed at Chen Peng, so angry he started to laugh. "Fine, fine, fine. Let's just see how tough you really are."
