C461 The Potter of a Pitchfork

Hearing Chu Fan's words, Zhang Bu'Er's mouth twitched. Mr. Manager, how hungry am I in your heart?

"It's right here. Mr. Manager, come with me."

After following Zhang Bu'Er for a few steps, Chu Fan let out a sigh of relief. From the looks of things, this fellow shouldn't have enough time to make any political mistakes