C329 We Can Talk However We Want

Wang Fann's kick had vented all of his dissatisfaction towards Ah Qi onto Mr Bao.

The thick leather shoes landed on Mr Bao's stomach like a hammer.

Mr Bao, who had been arrogant and arrogant a moment ago, was kicked by Wang Fann. He even threw up the food he had eaten last night.

In the lobby of the sales department, some people recognized Mr Bao and knew what kind of person he was