C569 Does My Hand Hurt?

Fu Jingchuan glanced at him coldly. He suddenly felt as if his soul was a head shorter than his own.

"Director Fu, please." The man recognized the man and took a step to the side. He bent down and made a gesture of invitation.

After Fu Jingchuan left, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

The moment he was locked on by Director Fu's gaze