C798 Good Medicine Makes Good Mouth for the Ill

"My surname is Tian. I'm a stockbroker." The middle-aged man introduced himself with a face full of smiles. He took out a box of business cards from his pocket and handed it to Elder Zhang. Elder Zhang couldn't do anything about it.

He took off his reading glasses and asked, "What do you want?"

"I have nothing else to do. I just want to recommend you a share