C188 Do We Count as an Investment

"Squeak!"

The black Porsche stopped at the entrance of the clubhouse. It was a business gathering.

The waiter at the door walked up and opened the door for the two people in the back.

The shiny black leather shoes stepped on the solid ground. Lin Mubei got out of the car and scanned the cars around him, then Jun Tiancheng got out.

Lin Mubei loosened his tie