"Shen Youde, you're the one who assigned me a bunch of impossible tasks, and now you still have the nerve to talk about me, call me a piece of trash, and call me an idiot."
"You're the one who's useless!"
"You're the idiot too!"
"If you think Lin Sen is better than me, then go find Lin Sen."
"Let's see if he still acknowledges you as his father!"
"When you're sick and need a blood transfusion, do you think it'll be him who saves you, or me who'll risk my life to save you!"
"You damned bastard!"
"I may be a piece of trash, but you're a piece of trash too!"
"Bang!"
"Snap!"
"Splash!"
Completely enraged, Shen Zhao grabbed pitcher after pitcher of beer and smashed them all on the ground, shattering them instantly.
At this moment, he was filled with anger and resentment, and was completely enraged.
Because Shen Youde mentioned Lin Sen in front of him, saying that he was not as good as Lin Sen!
This made Shen Zhao angrier and angrier.
What annoys him most is when people whisper in his ear that Lin Sen is better than him!
"Shen Youde".
"If I'm a piece of trash, then you're the biggest piece of trash, the father of a piece of trash."
"If I'm an idiot, then you're the biggest idiot's father."
"Hold."
"Bang!"
"Snap!"
"Splash!"
Enraged beyond measure, Shen Zhao smashed several more pitchers of beer, panting heavily, his face ashen, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Young Master".
"Calm down, calm down."
Seeing that Shen Zhao had vented his anger, Yang Bing rushed forward and stopped Shen Zhao: "Young Master, neither you nor President Shen are at fault. It's just a misunderstanding."
"I was wrong."
"This is all my fault."
Shen Zhao gritted her teeth, exasperated: "Shen Youde did nothing wrong, he was right in everything, it's all my fault!"
"Young Master, please don't be angry."
"Mr. Shen is actually doing this for your own good. He came here this time to personally demonstrate to you how to set up a stall and sell beer."
"But I never expected this to happen."
Yang Bing said with a bitter expression, "Of course, you didn't do anything wrong either, young master. You hired someone to buy beer with the intention of pleasing President Shen so that he wouldn't be too disappointed or upset."
"Besides, this idea wasn't yours, young master."
"It's all because of my good-for-nothing son, who comes up with all sorts of bad ideas."
Yang Bing glared at Yang Guodong and said, "So it really doesn't have much to do with you, young master."
"Yes, Brother Zhao, it's all my fault. I gave bad advice and messed things up."
"If I hadn't given that bad advice, things definitely wouldn't have turned out this way."
"Brother Zhao, once President Shen calms down, I'll explain to him."
"Smack!"
Yang Guodong slapped himself hard again: "This is all my responsibility. If I hadn't fooled you, Brother Zhao, you wouldn't have done such a thing and caused such a farce."
"It's all my fault!"
Yang Guodong looked miserable and embarrassed, his head hanging down.
"Alright, stop hitting yourself."
"This has little to do with you."
Shen Zhao looked at Yang Guodong, whose face was bruised and swollen, took a deep breath, and shook his head, suppressing his anger: "You did come up with the idea, but the final choice is in my hands."
“If I don’t agree, you wouldn’t dare to do this.”
"Besides, you're doing this for my own good."
"So you don't need to take any responsibility."
"This has little to do with you."
Shen Zhao patted Yang Guodong's shoulder bitterly: "I, Shen Zhao, am not the kind of useless person who takes no responsibility and pushes everything onto his subordinates."
"I will take on all the responsibilities I am obligated to bear."
"I will take responsibility."
Shen Zhao took a deep breath and patted Yang Guodong on the shoulder again: "You don't need to blame yourself too much."
"Brother Zhao."
With tears welling up in his eyes, Yang Guodong looked at Shen Zhao with deep emotion.
"Uncle Yang, I lost my composure just now."
"So what happened just now..."
Shen Zhao looked at Yang Bing somewhat awkwardly.
"Young master, don't worry, I didn't see or hear anything when I opened the door just now," Yang Bing said immediately. "These beers have all been sold, and the buyers didn't return the bottles."
"I'll handle the specifics,"
"Don't worry."
Yang Bing immediately made a promise.
He's good at handling the aftermath.
"Uncle Yang, thank you."
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Bing with a complicated expression: "Uncle Yang, what do you think I should do next?"
"My head is a complete mess right now."
Shen Zhao patted his head bitterly: "I really don't know what to do."
"Young Master".
"Let me think about it."
Under Shen Zhaozheng's questioning gaze, Yang Bing frowned, his expression complex as he pondered for a long time.
"Young Master".
"Excuse me for being blunt, but this time, President Shen is genuinely very angry," Yang Bing said, looking at Shen Zhao with a bitter expression. "And he's also extremely disappointed."
"Um."
Shen Zhao nodded: "I know that."
"So, young master, if you go directly to President Shen now, he definitely won't see you, because he has a lot of grievances against you right now."
Yang Bing muttered, "So, young master, you'd better go find your sister-in-law and your Miss Xiao Hui first."
"Tell your sister-in-law and Miss Xiaohui about this properly."
"Then, as much as possible, have your sister-in-law and Miss Xiaohui try to persuade President Shen."
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