The eyeball closes immediately.
Fang Lingchun looked back with a slight smile, as if he knew his condition well.
Yan Zhuo said in no hurry: "I just said, to make his existence public."
The martial arts performance is not over yet.
The president has an appointment with an important customer, of course he will not delay work because of personal matters.
His face was cloudy and confused.
Well, do you want to experiment?
"I know very little. I can only barely understand it through my previous understanding. I can explain it to you."
Nghiem Trac helplessly frowned, "With me to support you, what are you afraid of?"
Ly Hoa's face changed.
Bai Qi hesitated for a few seconds, but tried to struggle again: "Mr. Yan, are you asking about trade secrets on the ship?"