He was only eighteen.
Whether it was driving or telling jokes, everyone drank freely and spoke without any reservations about Lu Jincheng.
The bizarre dinner went on like this; if there were no words, everyone drowned in alcohol.
"Mr. Lu, I heard surfing online that there is a saying now in the industry which goes, 'For every thousand live stream beauties, Golden Stone Media has half of them.' What do you think?" Yang Wenjing asked.
"That's an understatement," he replied.
Surrounded by beauties, Lu Jincheng even felt like he was in a past life flanked by orioles and swallows, and his speech became somewhat unrestrained.
He raised his eyebrows with a smile that was full of youthful exuberance.
"It's actually the recognition from the outside of the abundant talents we have. When it comes to beauty, I think it may come from my nearly harsh bottom-line control. Otherwise, managing a myriad of affairs each day, when would I have the time to interview you girls?"