Zhang Xianhai laughed and spun Earth around twice. He kept eyeing the ground up and down. After a while, Zhang Xianhai started talking: "I'm a guy with no other skills. My fortune-telling's dead accurate. Want me to do a reading for you?"
"A reading?" Earth looked into Zhang Xianhai's eyes, even more disdainful. "You trying to stall?"
Zhang Xianhai reluctantly spread his hands: "My stalling plan's way too deep, you figure it out yet? Fuck, you're something else, aren't you?"
Earth's face twisted into something ugly. The whole man looked like he'd just swallowed a fly. At the same time, he gently shook his right arm, forcing himself to suppress the urge to smash Zhang Xianhai to death with his fist: "You playing games with me?"
"Bullshit, you're the one playing with me! Southern Building is Xingwu Group's headquarters. On your way from Southern Building, the road had to be jammed. Why'd you disappear for a whole hour? You think I can just push my schedule back an extra hour?"
