Chapter 197: The Messy Business of Painted Skins, Lessons from Those Who Have Been There

Slap!

Wang Zonglei slammed the document onto the table hard and said angrily, "This Guo Fan, I thought he actually had some ability, but it turns out he's trash!"

Wang Zongjun took a sip of tea and said indifferently, "It's only an investment of a few million, why get so worked up?"

After all, he was someone who had fought his way from an advertiser to a leader in the mainland entertainment industry; he still possessed that much composure.

"Brother, we were all counting on this movie to be a big hit, but now he can't even recover the costs."

A month later, the lake had expanded outward by about a hundred meters, and within this month, mosquitoes had also almost vanished—Luo Ming drove five shorn sheep to the lakeside, circled half a lap, and returned; as a result, only one sheep had a single swollen bump on its body.

Xue Xin's Bankai, Severing Sky Time Rain, has the ability to traverse time and can enter existing timelines.

"Thank you!" Yang Yan gave him a grateful look, knowing exactly what was on Ye Qian's mind. There was a special tacit understanding between them; they didn't need many words at all. Just a slight hint, or even just a glance, was enough to understand what the other was thinking.

KSK Autonomous County is a border city in the Dragon Kingdom, geographically connected to Afghanistan, with Pakistan on one side and Tajikistan on the other.

However, at this moment, Zheng Yu was no longer worried that this might be an illusion, especially when thinking of the system's prompt, which filled him with infinite confidence.

"Get lost!" E Lai swept his gaze over the crowd and let out a cold snort; the sound was so loud that it made everyone tremble.

"That was a clone." The light had already flown far away, so Luo Ming did not hide it—though he did omit some key information.

For example, "your parents sent me to pick you up," "there's delicious food," or "someone is looking for you." Children are innocent, brilliant, and simple-minded; who knows how many families have been destroyed by such simple excuses.

He Feng watched Dong Ye grow up, treating him like his own nephew, watching him mature, teaching him the Flash Step, and keeping each other company.

As for the lower-level members, that is easier to handle; one can pick a few from the soldiers, and besides that, Luo Ming still has quite a few disciples.

Lin Ying and Qing Muyang recalled their first meeting and those embarrassing moments from the past, bursting into laughter.

One could see the floodwaters surging, the waves crashing violently, mixed with some trees and other miscellaneous debris, drifting with the current and flowing rapidly into the distance.

At this moment, the corridor outside the emergency room was already crowded with people—colleagues who had fought side-by-side with Nan Binghuai. They found it hard to accept this cruel reality, and all were shedding tears while waiting in agony.

Poor practitioner of the Sangzhao Kingdom; when trapped in the sea of fire, his voice could not even escape the flames, and amidst silent, desperate screams, he gradually turned to ash.

Shen Qiangwei did not understand military matters, but listening to the meaning behind Gu Xuanqing's words, it was a superficial alliance where, in reality, each fought their own battle without interfering with the other.

Needless to say, as people from the provincial capital, these colleagues from the Discipline Inspection Office might not say it out loud, but they still harbored some sense of superiority in their hearts.

Old Master Feng had never imagined that his own son would be so incredibly stupid, failing to handle even such a small matter. Before a company makes any major decision, it must certainly investigate all surrounding circumstances of the matter first.

"Fine, we'll go eat hot pot tonight." Mo An'an couldn't bear it, so she agreed, deciding to go eat hot pot with them that night; perhaps her mood would be much better that way?

It wasn't that Lin Ying was letting Yang Bing and Luo Shijun off the hook, but rather that he had more important things to do now.

After he discussed the details with his two capable subordinates, he remembered another matter.

Things happened in the blink of an eye; one could say it was brief, but this move just now requires rewinding time to describe.