"Boss's here, resting in the resting room. Did you sleep well last night?"Xiaobo said with a smile.
"It's fine, it's fine. This little bit of wine is nothing. After today's press conference is over, let's go have a few more drinks, how about it?" Keman laughed as if he wasn't the one who was drunk yesterday.
Xiaobo, on the other hand, didn't mind. With his strength, a jar of white wine wouldn't be a big deal, much less a few bottles of red wine. He could even drink a million glasses with his pure Qi.
The two stood on the side and chatted for a while. The background of the conference was almost done. If the banner 'miracle doctor Guan Medical Group authorized Buffon group to exclusively represent all products in Europe' had been hung up earlier, that unlucky fellow, Abel, probably wouldn't have run into the muzzle.
That's why the early worm will be eaten by the bird! Wouldn't everything be fine if you came over later?
