Chapter 120: Disaster Strikes Xiaotong!

Dad!

Wu Xiujun took small, tottering steps, swaying over to Tang Zhong, then knelt down, his forehead knocking against the floor.

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

There were already few people in the meeting room, but now, besides Li Chuwen, Xie Qing, and Wu Xiaoyu who were uninvolved, everyone else was kneeling on the floor, right?

However, the three women were dumbfounded, staring with wide eyes at the unbelievable scene before them.

"Xie Qing, am I dreaming?" Wu Xiaoyu asked Xie Qing.

"Pinch your face, and you'll know!" Xie Qing said, staring ahead, as uncertain if this was a dream or reality.

Wu Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and pinched her face hard, then hurriedly covered it.

"Ah... it hurts, this is real..."

"This is real? Is this really happening?" Xie Qing could hardly believe it.

It would take nothing less than the end of the world to make the design department so obedient.

Li Chuwen was also shocked when suddenly her phone rang again, she quickly reached for it.