He Xianxiao did not respond, only continued to furrow his brows in thought.
When he was brought back to his senses by a pat on the shoulder, he looked at Lan Jingxu with a blank expression, having not heard what he had just been saying.
With no other choice, Lan Jingxu could only drink sulkily by himself.
Normally able to drink a lot, he was surprisingly knocked out after just a few glasses today.
When he woke up again, he found himself stripped naked and lying in an alley, feeling as though he had been beaten up, sore all over.
Fu Junhang treated this incident as a joke and told it to Lu Xining.
Ever since she delegated some of her powers, her vitality and spirit had noticeably soared, and the businesses she reacquired were gradually getting back on track.
At this moment, Lu Xining was looking through a list of employees to be laid off.