C1149 Qualifications

"Bastard!" Bastard! "Bastard!"

In the small meeting room of Mican Mall's Advertisement Planning Department's gates, Manager Zheng smashed his phone onto the ground with a blood-red face and continuously cursed: "Bastard! Bastard! "You will die a horrible death …"

After cursing for a long time, Manager Zheng sat down on the chair and panted as he muttered: "Dammit, this time I'm going to be hurt