C222 Bureau Chief

"Hello. " A phone call broke the silence.

"Director Zhuang, Miss Ann smashed your. . . Bedroom!"

"Yes. "

Zhuang Yuchen snuffed out the cigarette, opened the window, and started the car.

"What is she doing now?"

"She's tired from smashing. She fell asleep on the bed. "

"Yeah, throw her a steamed bun every day. As long as she doesn't starve to death, that's fine. "

After saying that