C523 Your Reward

"B-Chairman Qin …" Zhao Zicheng ignored the pain in his stomach and scrambled to get up. He clasped his hands and bowed towards Young Noble Qin as if he was a pug.

Young Noble Qin let out a sneer of contempt, "Young Noble Zhao was so impressive just now? You even dare to attack my fiancée? "He's quite manly."

Zhao Zicheng's sweat poured down like rain