"Pfft—"
Qin Shan gulped down two-thirds of a bottle of beer in one breath and couldn't hold it in, spraying it out suddenly.
It was a disaster for Boss Pu, sitting directly opposite him.
On his phone, on his head, on his face, his upper body was all covered in beer.
He was thoroughly drenched in a beer bath.
"Hahahahaha..."
Gu Yu and Yu Shutong couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Eeek!" Boss Pu let out a strange cry, hurriedly stood up and started hopping around, trying to shake off the beer on him.
But it was obviously futile, only drawing strange glances from the people around him.
Gu Yu handed him a few tissues, but the first thing he did was not to wipe his face or head but his phone…
"The head can be wet, clothes can be dirty, but the phone cannot break!"
Boss Pu grinned, causing everyone to laugh even more.
Gu Yu, seeing Qin Shan laughing too, tentatively asked, "Hey Third Brother, have you moved on that fast?"
