C1033 Negotiation

Although Jiang Feng's fist didn't hit him, he had already lost half of his anger. The other half was still on the issue of his identity. He put his hand down and looked calmly at the man in front of him.

"Director Jiang, I didn't come here today to quarrel," Zhan Bingchuan looked at him, showing his general attitude. Just from the looks of it