If it comes to that point, Han Jingnian's mood will definitely be terrible. All meetings will be conducted in a state of trepidation!
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Having finished his immediate work, He Che went to the restroom and lit a cigarette. He had barely taken two drags when his phone started to ring in his pocket.
He pulled out his phone and saw that it was a call from Chen Cang. He slid the screen to answer it. With a cigarette in his mouth, his words were a bit unclear, "What's up?"
"Miss has encountered a problem at the news conference..."
Before Chen Cang could finish her sentence, He Che, who was leaning indolently against the window sill, suddenly stood up straight, "What happened to the girl?"
Because of his haste, He Che forgot about the cigarette in his mouth. As he spoke, the cigarette fell directly from his lips, landing on his arm. The ignited end quickly burned a hole in his shirt.
