Yuanzhou, who had the call hung up again, didn't need Huang Qingtian to tell him to dial Mu Keren once more directly.
Because the big boss's expression was truly terrifying.
Yuanzhou was worried that if he didn't find something to do, the big boss would call him over to continue boxing training.
After a few hours, Yuanzhou felt like his body was about to fall apart.
If he kept training, even if he didn't fall apart, he would die of exhaustion. But once again, when Yuanzhou dialed Mu Keren's number, he got this result: "Hello, the number you dialed is powered off. Sorry..."
Yuanzhou: "..."
Without looking back, Yuanzhou already knew the old man's face was terrifyingly gloomy.
He wondered if he should find a suitable grave site for himself now, just in case...
"Boss, this really isn't my fault! It's the Little Madam..." Yuanzhou originally wanted to shift all the blame to the Little Madam.
