Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, so at two in the morning, a call dragged Xu Jiayang out for drinks.
The call was answered by Director Xu. He glanced at the time, perfect, exactly two in the morning, waking him up in the middle of a sweet sleep to go out drinking.
Quietly, he opened the Baidu page and searched how many years you get for intentional murder.
After reading, he stayed silent for a moment, then searched how many years you get for intentional injury, the kind that leaves someone half-paralyzed.
Reading once more, he stayed silent for a while, and then searched how many years you get for intentionally breaking someone's leg.
Finally, he searched if busting someone's head results in a lighter sentence.
He's nuts!
Calling someone out for drinks in the dead of night!
He arrived at Han Luoqi's private room in the bar, pushed open the door, and was immediately hit by a dense cloud of smoke, making Xu Jiayang cough violently.
"Cough cough cough..."
