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Fuck!
He actually turned off his phone!
"Damn it! I wasn't done cussing him out, and the bastard starts acting like a pussy!"
With that, Wu Jie took out his own phone.
"What are you going to do?" Tang Xiao curiously asked.
"I'm gonna save his number and call back later to cuss him out some more!"
After snapping a photo, Wu Jie handed the phone back to Tang Xiao.
"This father and son pair are true peas in a pod, both brain-dead and foul-mouthed!"
"Moreover, Meng Sihua even has a lower IQ than his dad, and he can still become a CEO?"
Tang Xiao took the phone, blocked Meng Sihua's number, and casually said,
"BoWeiEr Communication Group is a family business, isn't it okay for Meng Sihua, a third-generation rich kid, to be the CEO?"
"Fuck... third-generation rich kid!"
Wu Jie clicked his tongue in amazement.
No wonder the son of a bitch is worth 15,000 energy points for a single hatred.
No way!
