This Is What a True Strongman Is!

Traffic was backed up on the highway, forcing Zhu Maolin to roll down the car window for some air.

The short film filmed by the newcomer Xiao Lu had also finished post-production. This afternoon, Zhu Maolin was taking two different films to the client's company to wrap things up, accompanied by his subordinate, Tboy.

Tboy was scrolling through his phone when he suddenly frowned deeply. "Whoa, what on earth happened to this world?"

"What is it?" Zhu Maolin asked casually.

Tboy held the phone screen in front of Zhu Maolin. "Look, someone just filmed the innermost riverbank of Riverside Park. The whole bank is covered with stranded dead fish. After the video was posted, the workers responsible for dealing with it still hadn't arrived, but the people picking up the fish got there first... Here, look at the scene."

Zhu Maolin only glanced at it and immediately lost interest. He was more concerned with when the line of cars ahead would finally start moving.

"Manager, are you worried about the appointment time?" Tboy said. "Besides, aren't you and the person in charge of this client company old college classmates? Just give him a call and tell him. It's not like we wanted to get stuck in traffic."

He did not want to trouble other people too much.

But in this situation, there was truly no other way. Zhu Maolin nodded. "All right, I'll give him a call and let him know... Tboy, this traffic probably won't move for a while. Get out and buy some drinks."

"OK."

After Tboy got out, Zhu Maolin called his old classmate. He was the sort of person who held himself to very high standards. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he disliked situations involving delays and waiting.

"...Sorry, that's how things turned out. Shao Fei,