However, somebody did not seem to be affected by this matter at all. Gu Zhiqian, who was sitting in the Traffic Police Brigade hall, was smiling with his legs crossed, and his face full of satisfaction and joy.
But, Mike, who was his manager, could not smile at this moment. He sat there and kept scrolling his phone.
"F * ck!"
"F * ck!"
"Damn You! Gu Zhiqian, can you please stop causing me trouble!"
Mike, who had long been put up with Gu Zhiqian, finally exploded. He slammed his phone on the table, "I said you're an actor! An artist! A big star! The Best Actor! The idol of all women! You can be anything, but you can't be a f* cking gangster!"
"What gangster?" Gu Zhiqian asked nonchalantly.