"You haven't asked me either." Sun Peng replied.
"You... you brat." Zhao Zhe said, his face filled with anger.
Then, with an apologetic look, he said to Ye Chen, "Chairman Ye, I was a bit out of line in front of you just now, I'm really sorry."
Ye Chen waved graciously and laughed, "Young Master Zhao, no need to blame yourself, I didn't take it to heart."
Seeing his son's respectful attitude towards Ye Chen, President Zhao felt relieved.
He was worried that his son's temper might offend Ye Chen, and then even he would be implicated.
President Zhao and President Sun saw that their sons, although inwardly not accepting the delivery experience, were no longer saying anything, and felt somewhat comforted.
"Alright Chairman Ye, from today I'll leave my son to you, let him follow you to experience the life of delivering packages." President Zhao said with a smile.
President Huang also echoed, "Chairman Ye, I'm handing my son over to you too."
