Treasure Eye

The guest and the boss chatted for a few words, and soon sold the bottle of mallet under the boss's three-inch tongue. The two parties paid and signed the contract.,Though he hesitated a little, Yang Bo didn't look back. He kept moving forward. He was already struggling to save himself, so how could he possibly help others at this time,Yang Bo remained silent. He had indeed helped out there before, but only to save a meal's worth of money. He had no other ulterior motives, but Guo Pi had always misunderstood him, and he chose not to explain.。