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"How dare you!"
Wan Xingping stood up, full of sycophancy, and proclaimed, "Who do you think you are to talk to our Mr. Duan like that?
I warn you, apologize to Mr. Duan immediately and get out. Otherwise, don't blame me for not considering our old school ties!"
Duan Zhengde turned to ask, "You know each other?"
"College alumni." Wan Xingping said with a look of regret, "Back then he was quite decent, so I contacted him after I returned to the country, but to think he has become so degraded, even showing up here.
I'm really sorry, Mr. Duan, this mess is my fault. I'll handle it—please, go inside and rest."
With that, he immediately turned to Xiao Ming, his heart aching with feigned concern, "You better leave now! There's a saying, 'help in a crisis, not in poverty,' unless you stop gambling right now, I won't lend you a penny.
Even if you spread rumors that I'm heartless, I won't lend you anything."