C18 You can sell anything

Liu Yong focused on driving, his sharp eyes were covered by his black sunglasses, and he said lightly: "Director Zhen usually gets up at nine, and comes to the office at ten, so you have to prepare breakfast for Director Zhen before nine today."

"What?" Should I make him breakfast? " Yu Ting had clearly left it in her bag, how could she not see it? Yesterday, when she came back