"Director Liu, I'm leaving now. Who can I call at any time?" Jiang Zhenghai said.
"Well, you..." Before Director Liu could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt his stomach churning.
"Burp"
Director Liu let out a long sound. He became more agile than a persistent monkey. He jumped up and rushed to the bathroom.
Jiang Zhenghai's mouth spasmed for a while, the feeling of forced vomiting taking over, and he hastily left the sickroom, breathing in the fresh air outside.
"Brother, are you okay?" Yin Xiaofan asked with a smile.
"Well, your kid, did you know about this beforehand? It just ended, and you didn't notice in advance; that's terrible," Jiang Zhenghai gasped for a few breaths, and then he felt much better. He began to blame Yin Xiaofan for coming and thought that Yin Xiaofan wasn't funny enough.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Yin Xiaofan looked at Jiang Zhenghai's awkward expression and chuckled. "If nothing happened, I'll go ahead."
