chapter 126 Do you still want face?

At Sainty International Headquarters in Kyoto, Lu Zifu put down the phone in his hand, looked out the window with a gloomy face, and then threw the red wine in his hand to the ground with a bang!

The young woman sitting next to the computer shivered with fright, stood up, hugged Lu Zifu's neck, and said softly:

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing? You're so angry that you've lost hundreds of thousands of Baicui. What a pity!"

Lu Zifu had a sinister smile on his...