C176 Tang Chuyue Missing
In the evening, a cool breeze blew and the pedestrians on the street left in a hurry.
"Director Bo, this is the company's monthly accounts. Please take a look." The assistant stepped forward and placed a document on the desk of Bo Yiyan.
As Bo Yi Yan tapped his keyboard, he nodded his head and said, "Yes, you can leave first."
The assistant nodded and left.
In the blink of an eye
