What kind of garbage is this?
Ye Fengsheng heard a big head, but couldn't be bothered to think too much about it, instead turning around to reassure him. He still stood tall now.
Qi Hu has made so much money. Although he didn't know where the bodyguard came from, he was determined to make the damn bodyguard walk away without eating today!
The carriage fell into a long silence. Ye Fengsheng's voice was a bit impatient, and finally, the door of the carriage was pushed open. A wealthy middle-aged man swaggered in, led by a group of brothers, not looking at anyone in the carriage, but giving the tiger a slap.
"Didn't you always say everything was fine? Now you're telling me you can't even handle this small matter?"
"A small horse like you affects the big brother a lot. Walking by the river and lake!"
