Yang Jian put down the phone and frowned: "So few? Boss, are you kidding me?"

"These mobile phones of yours are all worthless. For example, this latest fruit phone is fake." The boss said, "If you don't believe me, I will show it to you."

After saying that, I really took the phone apart, and it turned out to be a fake.

Fake?

Fuck this profiteer's bullshit.

Would he know whether Zhang Wei's mobile phone is real or fake?

Yang Jian's face sank: "Boss, you didn't secretly switch the phone while I was on the phone just now, did you?"

"I operate with integrity, how could I do such a thing? Your phone is obviously fake. If you don't want to sell it, just take it back. I won't accept the other phones either."

The boss looked indifferent, but his attitude immediately changed and he waved Yang Jian away.

Yang Jian stood up and grabbed his collar. His bloodshot eyes glowed faintly red and said with a strange indifference: "Do you want to die, you profiteer? If you want to die, just say it and I will help you."

The deceiver has tricked me."

The boss was shocked when he looked at Yang Jian's eyes.

Is this the look a person should have?
Chapter completed!