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Chapter 557

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In those 20 minutes, he didn't even have time to sit down. After making a call, he hung up. Before he could even take a break to take a sip of tea, another call came in the next second.

At the same time, more than 30 assistants were lining up with a pile of documents for him to sign quickly. All of them were urgent.

Lu Qidong could only answer the phone with one hand and sign the documents with the other. He was so busy that he was about to explode.

When he saw Song Ching-wan lying on the sofa and playing with her phone leisurely, he frowned and said expressionlessly,

"Stop playing. Come and help."

Song Ching-wan was lying on the sofa and typing furiously on her phone. She was very engrossed.

"No! I'm not free now! Can't you see that I'm fighting these anti-fans? Damn it, all of you should die! What? Lu Li is as fat as a ball??? F * ck, is there something wrong with her brain? Can't she speak properly? Li Li is as fat as a pufferfish, okay? "

Lu Qidong: "…"

Wasn't a pufferfish the same as a ball?

They were both round.

Song Ching-wan typed furiously on her phone. "Damn it, they actually said that Lu Junhan has a dead face and is usually expressionless. Heh! Well done, they really think that there's no one left in our Family Lu! That's obviously a coffin face! "

Lu Qidong: "…"

Wait a minute! There's no difference between a coffin face and a dead face!!!

Lu Qidong's face was full of despair.

He guessed that Li Li and Little Hanhan would never have thought that the biggest anti-fan was actually right next to him. If Song Ching-wan attacked an anti-fan, that anti-fan would definitely think that she was one of them.

Song Ching-wan: "F * ck, you think you're the only one who knows how to blabber and type fast! If you're so good at it, why don't you go up to the sky and explore the mysteries of Mars? The country lacks idiots like you! "

"…"

"Auntie, are you going through menopause? Your temper is so bad! Heh! Don't you dare call me auntie again! I'm old enough to be your grandmother! Call me Grandma! "

Lu Qidong: "…"

"F * ck! If I don't kill you, I won't believe in Song! "

Lu Qidong: "…"

Not long after, Song Ching-wan angrily smashed her phone. "What the hell! Why are these anti-fans coming in waves?! It's not over, is it? You're bullying me because I'm slow in typing and have fewer people, right? Just you wait! "

As she spoke, Song Ching-wan turned her head and said,

"Brother, lend me your phone. I'll open two accounts and curse them to death!"

Lu Qidong was silent for a while before tactfully saying, "Actually, I think that you might not be suited for the entertainment industry."

Song Ching-wan understood. She frowned and asked, "??? What? Is there a problem with my reply? "

"…"

Most importantly, I'm also very fascinated by your reply.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Ching-wan did not forget about the matter at hand. She reached out and said, "Phone."

Lu Qidong did not move. Instead, he said tactfully, "I've seen you curse all morning. Why don't you take a break?"

Most importantly, he could easily get a heart attack if he listened from the side!

If Houston had not asked him to help keep an eye on Song Ching-wan, who was still under observation, in case her condition relapsed and she suddenly fainted, Lu Qidong would have locked Song Ching-wan in the lounge and left her to fend for herself.

However, it was impossible to make Song Ching-wan shut up.

Once she got agitated, she would curse out loud unless her mouth was gagged.

Unfortunately, Houston was not here.

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