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Swish, swish...
Qin Kun, holding a fountain pen, efficiently signed his own name and then, taking the seal ink, he pressed his thumbprint onto the document.
Afterwards, with a face full of eagerness to please, he looked towards Lu Ning, "Mr. Lu, please take a look, is there anything else I can do? As long as you're not angry, I'll do anything you ask!"
"Heh heh, that cheap wench by your side seemed like she wanted me to lick her high heels just now!"
Lu Ning said with a sneer while looking at the female secretary who had already become as still as a wooden chicken.
"Damn it... what are you spacing out for, apologize to Mr. Lu right now!"
Qin Kun grabbed the female secretary's hair and shoved her head down towards the coffee table, forcefully banging it against the surface.
If Mr. Lu became unhappy, Qin Wenhong would lose his temper.
If Qin Wenhong lost his temper, his doomsday would be upon him!