Not only has Wen Family Hall gone mad.
The reporters at the door have gone mad too!
Holy shit! Holy shit! A big holy shit!
What in the world is going on!?
What on earth!?
A muscled financial director dragging one of their peers away to chat about life?
A senior management technical director acting as a security guard at the door and cursing people out?
And the actual security guards are off skewering meat!?
Is this place a company or what?!
Is it?!
Really?!
Are you sure?!
Wen Family Hall, looking at the technical director feasting on skewers, had a belly full of questions he wanted to ask.
And just at this moment.
The technical director set down his leg, stood up straight, and looked behind Wen Family Hall: "Greetings, Young Master Bu."
"Ah, yes, hello hello."
Dressed in casual clothes and yawning, Lu Xiaobu walked out.
Wen Family Hall was speechless upon seeing Lu Xiaobu's attire.
This was their first formal meeting, and he had come fully prepared.
