"boss, are we going to continue expanding our 19th floor?" thirteen was sitting at the side of the conference table, fiddling with a dart as he looked up at xuanyuan nantian.
xuanyuan nantian was sitting at the head of the table, holding a tablet in his hand. he logged into his weibo account and was fighting with a person who was slandering lord rong.
" f * ck, you actually dare to scold my precious daughter. i'll scold your ancestors until they jump up! "
with one leg stomping on the chair beside him, xuanyuan nantian rolled up his sleeves and typed furiously on the keyboard with two fingers.
kada kada kada kada kada kada
the 19 big shots were speechless.
someone was scolding rongrong?
f * ck, someone actually scolded their precious young miss?
in an instant, all the big shots took out their phones and tablets, logged into their respective weibo accounts, and started to fight.
it was a hearty fight.
