“Hehe, it’s me -- ah! ! !”
Director Lin, who was sitting across from him, had just happily accepted this sentence, thinking that Lu hanjiu was going to praise him.
Unexpectedly, Lu hanjiu poured a whole glass of wine on his head.
After pouring it, he even smashed the glass bottle on his head!
The miserable chief Lin fell to the ground on the spot, unable to get up. At the moment when blood splattered on his retina, he was still unable to react. “Master jiu... i. . . What did I say wrong...”
When everyone saw this, their hearts trembled in fear.
It was rumored that Lu Han Jiu was temperamental and paranoid. When they came into contact with him just now, they thought that it was just a rumor. But now, it seemed that... This man was really a fool, an inexplicable paranoia.
He was clearly the one who called Feng Chu to accompany him.
Why didn’t he let others talk about it?
