Before Lu Ming could say anything, Zhao Xinhan hung up the phone.
"This guy seems to be getting more and more irritable. His temper has been very strong these days, as if he's out of control." Lu Ming put away his cell phone and didn't take Zhao Xinhan's anger seriously.
After all, in a place like Developed Entertainment, if you go to work with emotions, it is no different from torturing yourself.
Is his temper getting worse and worse... Julian Tao thought for a while and roughly guessed that it was the work of that ghost Mantong.
"Oh yes, you take this with you." Julian Tao took out a milk bottle from his pocket and put it into Lu Ming's hand. "If something happens at the reception, open this and sprinkle the contents on others' faces." "
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