This Wu Tuzi really treats himself as his master? If it weren't for Ren Wenzhen's ten gold bars, you kid wouldn't have come out at all.

He didn't have time to tell Wu Tuzi about this.

The atmosphere in the office has solidified.

Only Wu Tuzi felt good about himself. He had never met Lu Xiyan, but the consultant of the legal arrest room was still a little concerned, just wanted him to apologize and shine his shoes himself, which was absolutely impossible.

"Tomorrow night, there will be a New Year's party in the Marquis' Catching Room. Lao Lu, can you come?" Tang Jin chased after him from the office and asked.

"I may not be able to come. Mr. Saul will have a cocktail party at the French General Assembly tomorrow night. I have made it particularly clear that I must attend." Lu Xiyan apologized, "I'll let Ke Mo and Wu Jinyun attend. They are my students and can represent me."

"Okay, it's a bit regretful." Tang Jin nodded. Sol is the president of the French Business Association and a big figure in the business world. His New Year will be held, but the French consuls are afraid that all of them will attend.

In comparison, which one is more important in a New Year's party in the legal guard house?

"Next time, next time you have such an event, I will definitely participate." Lu Xiyan gently patted Tang Jin on the shoulder.

"Okay, I wish you a happy new year!"

"Happy New Year."
Chapter completed!