As soon as he finished speaking, indeed, everyone's focus turned to Xu Mushen.
Xu Qiaoqiao also turned her head to look at him.
Xu Mushen did not like this game, but at the moment, the stiff atmosphere needed to be broken by him. Thus, he simply opened the paper. After reading what was written on it, he paused, remaining silent.
Han Youli came over. He was dressed in a Zhongshan suit, unlike the rest, his every move exuding the aura of a martial arts master. The steady pace of his steps, coupled with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, made him look righteous and proper.
He laughed and said, "Let me see what it is."
He took the paper from Xu Mushen, and after seeing the contents, he instantly laughed out, "A French kiss."
"Hahaha!"
Everyone burst into laughter again. One by one, they all exclaimed, "Damn, who dares to give our Boss a French kiss!"
Among the crowd, there were more men, so it was bound to be a few pairings of man to man.
