C281 Iran's Scheming

A trace of happiness flashed past Yiran's eyes, but her expression was still cold.

"Replying to the boss, this is the information you asked me to inquire about last time." As Yiran spoke, she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her pocket and handed it over to Hee Yizhe.

Hee Yizhe sat there without moving. He stared at Yiran for a while and then glanced at her verdant finger