Lin Hai coldly observed the performance of Gao Chao and Qiu Yu, sneering in his heart.
Especially when he saw Qiu Yu trying hard to conceal a bottle of purple liquid in his sleeve, presumably some kind of potion to control people.
Using such a trick to harbor ill intentions toward his own woman was already a taboo in his heart.
He now felt an urge, wishing he could kill Qiu Yu on the spot.
But they were in the company, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, Lin Hai suppressed his killing intent.
"President Ouyang, here is my resume," Qiu Yu said, holding out a resume with both hands, walking towards Ouyang Xiaoya.
One could clearly feel the barely concealed excitement in Gao Chao's pupils as Qiu Yu stepped forward.
Lin Hai moved inconspicuously to intercept Qiu Yu.
"Mr. Qiu, let me give this to the President for you."
Qiu Yu was taken aback for a moment; Lin Hai's gaze seemed oddly familiar to him.
"Who are you?"
