Long Kaizhe handed the assistant the hair he had just pulled from Wen Yan's head and his own.

The assistant opened his mouth in an instant of surprise, but nodded his head.

"I will, President."

"Don't make any mistakes, or you can choose a cemetery for yourself. You've done a lot for the company these years. Give it to you."

Long Kaizhe's plain voice was heard in the assistant's ear, but it was like magic.

"I don't need it for the time being! President, I'm leaving first! "

The assistant wiped the sweat on his forehead, carefully filamented his hair, and quickly left the ward.

He knows that if you...