"You go and stop her, don't let her in!"
"What? You already let her in? How much money does Yingxiang Media spend on you security guards, and you can't even handle this small matter?"
Since receiving the call, Uncle Hua seemed somewhat agitated.
Not to mention that, after the call he directly smashed the handset onto the table.
"Uncle Hua, what's wrong? Did your buddy and your wife hook up? Or is it that your wife took all the money you've worked so hard to earn to keep a pretty boy?"
A gossip-hungry Mu Keren promptly placed the thermos on the table and curiously approached Uncle Hua.
Besides these possibilities, Mu Keren couldn't think of anything else that could make Uncle Hua so furious.
But no sooner had she finished speaking than Uncle Hua hit her on the head.
"You little brat, who do you think I'm doing this for? Go away and eat your food!"
Having said this, Uncle Hua strode towards the office door, intending to lock it from the inside.