"Mr. Cao, it's my fault for you to calm down! My fault!"

As he said that, the man kept slapping himself in the face.

He is an old member of the club and has had several interactions with Cao Xiang.

When he saw Cao Xiang’s circle of friends sending out the scenery of Nanjing, he immediately came over to "full of the landlords' friendship", that is, flattering.

Unexpectedly, I caught a slap on the foot.

Not only did he not serve him, but Cao Xiang was directly exploded.

Wen Ziqian saw the people coming out, raised his eyebrows, slapped the table and yelled: "Damn it, are there any people in charge?

Come out and kneel in front of Mr. Cao!”

"Oh, such a big tone, let me see which god it is?"

Wang Qiao walked out with his hands behind his back, surrounded by everyone, with a domineering face.

He doesn't know Wen Ziqian.
Chapter completed!