C1472 His Face Was Not Red but His Heart Was Not Beating

To be precise, it was Gu Jingyu's WeChat account.

He had sent it. Lu Fengjin felt really helpless about the feeling of sending his own account number.

But he really had no choice.

If the Boss wanted to use his QQ, he could only cooperate.

Otherwise, he would lose his good work.

This was something he absolutely did not want.

On the other side