C737 Bidding Conference

Bai Jian pulled Zhang Jinming back, "No rush, go to my grandson first. Tell him that I instructed him to take the silver and give it to that woman as compensation."

"Sigh!"

After Zhang Jinming left, Bai Jian immediately revealed a sinister smile.

"..."

Knowing that Mei Jing's stinky tofu and durian cake were not a problem