C1713 Effective Pragmatism 4
"Bro, good morning. Have you eaten?"
In the company's underground parking lot, Zhou Qifeng leaned on his long legs in the back seat of the babysitter's car and called Jack.
Yu Yuv, who was sitting on the side, felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this flattering voice. He showed a look of disgust as he reached out a finger to push Yu Yuv's leg aside.
On the other end of the phone
