Chapter Forty-two [Boss Fang]
The proprietress bit her lip, took a deep breath, and cautiously said, "We know it's wrong to hit people. We came here with sincerity to apologize to Mr. Luo in person. I..."
"Miss, don't make it hard for me," the clerk sighed, spreading his hands. "Uncle Qing is the boss here. How could I overturn his decisions? If I really brought you in, I don't know if your issue would be resolved, but I'd definitely get a scolding."
The proprietress looked at the clerk helplessly, understanding that he was honestly speaking the truth.
Chen Yan lightly patted the clerk and whispered, "Brother, we won't make it difficult for you. But even if your boss said no, he must have mentioned his attitude, right?"
The clerk hesitated, and the proprietress, being a businesswoman, quickly took out a pack of prepared Huazi cigarettes from her trench coat pocket and swiftly stuffed it into the clerk's hand.
