When Ye Feng heard Gao Hu's apology, he still had a cold smile on his face. "Brother Hu, you're so impressive, so you can only lose money and not win? You have to risk your life to win money? I've really gained some knowledge."
Gao Hu, who was on the other side, was probably already kneeling on the ground and trembling. He even sounded like he was about to cry. "Mr. Ye, this is all a misunderstanding! If I had known that you were the one who won the money, I wouldn't have dared to say that even if you gave me a hundred guts."
Ye Feng's expression turned uglier. "If it was someone else, would you do this? Since you're doing business, you have to follow the rules. You can't break the rules the moment you see that it's disadvantageous to you. They will always be a bunch of stinky dog poop that cannot be brought up to the stage."
When everyone heard Ye Feng calling Gao Hu 'dog poop' in front of so many people, their mouths were wide open in shock.