He Songming's expression turned slightly ugly.
What he feared arrived.
It was Lu Xiaotian again!
Strictly speaking, He Songming wasn't afraid of him per se but found the situation troublesome.
Jiang Renyuan frowned and asked, "Is this the person in charge of the factory?"
He Songming nodded.
Song Guanchao stepped forward from the crowd, "Oh, isn't this Young Master Tian? Who left their pants unzipped and let you out?"
Seeing Song Guanchao, Lu Xiaotian's smile stiffened, and he instinctively took a step back.
Hearing his words, Lu Xiaotian's anger flared, and he pointed at Song Guanchao, shouting, "Song, watch your mouth!"
Song Guanchao chuckled, "Young Master Tian, we're just here to record the expropriation area. We're not bothering you, are we?"
"Hmph!" Lu Xiaotian said, "This is my factory. Are you saying you aren't bothering me?"
"Yours?" Song Guanchao feigned surprise.
Proudly, Lu Xiaotian declared, "That's right, it's mine!"
