"Earlier, Dragon Elephant said everything tonight was on the house, but is he digging into his own pockets?"
Having stepped down from the DJ booth, Xu Fan squatted in front of Ke Longxiang and asked.
"..."
Could Ke Longxiang even utter a single word at this moment?
Let's not even mention his nearly broken back, just his mood was gloomy beyond words.
He had originally intended to show the boss a thing or two, hence his reckless talk.
Who would have thought that right after his boast, Xu Fan would throw him off the stage.
In Shanghai, this was the most damn embarrassing moment of his life.
Now, seeing the admiration in the eyes of those around Xu Fan, Ke Longxiang's face turned darkly grim.
He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Xu Fan, don't mess around."
"What, Dragon Elephant is still afraid of losing face?"
Xu Fan squinted at Ke Longxiang and asked.