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Anyway, his posture was much like kowtowing, so Tan Mengle improvised.
He wished Chu Chen a Happy New Year, even though it was still five or six months away.
But there's no harm in wishing early, right?
With such politeness, this "deity" shouldn't make things difficult for him, right?
Tan Mengle was very nervous inside.
He swore that he would severely educate this brain-dead subordinate of his later.
How could he, being so smart, have recruited such a moronic little brother?
It was an insult to him.
"Little bro Tan Mengle wishes Mr. Chu a Happy New Year in advance!"
Hearing Tan Mengle's words and watching his actions, everyone present was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Why was the Crown Prince of Xinhe Company doing this?
Kowtowing to someone five or six months early to wish them a Happy New Year?
The guests exchanged puzzled glances, unable to figure it out.
