"But why did this foreigner's Mandarin have a Beijing accent?" Zuo Chongyang wondered.
He sized Lu Ming up again and said with a cold smile, "You? This must be an actor that you invited! I just need to take a look at this transfer order to know if it's real or fake."
He took the document from Director Smith unceremoniously.
But he did not see Director Smith's face grow darker.
Zuo Chongyang opened the document with a sneer of satisfaction. However, when he saw the seal at the bottom, he was dumbfounded!
Lu Ming curled the corners of his lips. "Have you seen clearly? Zuo Chongyang, is this real or fake?"
Zuo Chongyang rubbed his eyes. It was the signature of the chairman of the headquarters in the United States! Plus a public seal!
His hand shook and the transfer order fell to the floor.
"Zuo Chongyang!"
Director Smith said angrily, "Well done! How dare you call me an actor? Haven't you seen my face in the files?"
