บท 632: Slapping

My little uncle finally turned around and faced Jing Tian, Qu Hao, and me.

He smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not planning to die together with them." 

Qu Hao said coldly, "You'd better not! They're not worthy! And this President An is a joke. It's time for him to give up his position. Do you have any good candidates in mind?"

Su Qian walked in quickly. "Nanxing, the President's daughter has sent you an invitation. She wants to meet you tomorrow afternoon." She shook the invitation in her hand and asked me tentatively, "Do you still want to meet her?"

I took the invitation and replied without hesitation, "Of course."

My little uncle snatched the invitation away and said, "Why are you going? This is clearly nothing good."

Qu Hao added, "That's right. We don't need you to walk into their trap."