C392 Starlit Gala!

He couldn't possibly slap the leader in the face, right?

Jing Tianqi thought for a long time, but he still dialed the number of the prime minister, Xiao Wenguo.

"Hey? It's Elder Jing. You should be asking about Lin Haoyu."

Xiao Wenguo quickly picked up the phone and asked with a smile.

He actually knew about this matter a long time ago. After all