Feng Huaijin could no longer hold back, lifted his foot and gave a hard kick, the door slammed open with a loud bang.
Ling Yanchen sat in his office, watching the surveillance video of the corridor, almost bursting into laughter.
This is exactly the effect he wanted!
He dared not offend Feng Huaijin and Su Li, so he stirred trouble between the two, hoping they'd have a fight, and then he would feel satisfied.
The door fell to the ground with a crash, kicking up layers of dust.
Inside the private room, a group of people seemed startled, instinctively turning their heads to look outside, dumbfounded by the person barging in.
Everyone was left in shock, thinking, what the hell is going on?
A row of male hosts knelt on the ground, while Su Li sat alone on a red leather sofa, leisurely with her legs crossed.
