"But your one million isn't for buying half of my shares," Su Weifeng squinted at Mr. Hu, the smile on his face very strange. If Lin Xuanxuan and the others were here, they would instantly understand Su Weifeng's intentions—he was planning to set someone up again.
"Boss, your smile right now looks like a big villain," Chu Xiaotu stared at Su Weifeng and said blankly. In her mind, the villains in the movies all had sinister and eerie smiles like his.
Su Weifeng had a head full of black lines. What kind of terrible teammate was this? How could I resemble a villain? I am a patriotic and virtuous young man who embodies five teachings and four beauties...
"How much is that?" Mr. Hu felt bitter inside. It looked like he wouldn't be able to leave today without bleeding heavily. It doesn't matter if it's not half; having some is better than none.
