Chapitre 332: Exchanging Thoughts

"Hey, Old Yu—'b*stard' is my catchword, don't steal it!"

Guan Tong's shrill voice had a strange ring to it, it was ear-piercing and had a duck-like quality—like the loud squawking and hissing of a male duck being strangled.

Yu Jiangu glared at him severely with a look of exasperation. "You rotten brat, don't you dare be a bad influence to Xiao Luo, I tell you, otherwise I will castrate you."

"That's a false accusation, he doesn't need me to be a bad influence, that rascal, Dashan, has committed all sorts of sins, and as Xiao Luo is so close to him, I'm afraid that he has long been rotten to the core," Guan Tong retorted, casually picking his nose.

["Achoo!" Thousands of miles away, at the headquarters of Luo Workshop, Jiangcheng—Zhang Dashan, in his office reading through some documents, sneezed and muttered to himself, "Sh*t, which pretty girl is thinking about me?"]

"…?" Xiao Luo was speechless.