C1925 Can We Help Her

Mr. Zhuo has a lot on his mind, but Mr. Zhuo has nothing on his mind. He just looked at the account book in his hand and looked at the whale with a cold face. The Gaze of Death made the whale uncomfortable.

"That account book is this. I've already checked it. It's all right. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"None of the business has entered the private account book