"You little scoundrel! Look at what you've done, now get on your knees and apologize to President Zhan and Miss Qiao right away!"
Upon hearing Fu Yun's words, Fu Ming's jaw almost dropped in surprise.
"Dad, even though this is President Zhan, and I indeed did wrong, I can apologize, but are you sure you want me to kneel and apologize?"
How could he, who had been pampered by his family all this way, easily kneel before others?
Even though fear and trepidation rose in his heart upon realizing that he was facing the tycoon of the Empire Capital, he still refused to kneel.
As the saying goes, 'a man's knees are filled with gold,' how could he kneel so easily before someone else?!
Fu Yun was about to explode with anger due to Fu Ming. Without another word, he grabbed his son's hand, twisted it behind his back, and then swiftly kicked at his knee.
"Hurry up! If I tell you to kneel and apologize, then kneel and apologize. What's with all the nonsense?"
