C120 Hemoptysis

"What did you say?"

"Ji Haotian took the box?"

The president of the branch sat on a luxurious sofa as he drummed his fingers on the side of the sofa. Looking at the maids in the distance, he could not help but ask.

In the grand hall, the maid looked as if she had been injected with chicken blood. Her eyes flickered with a strong sense of pride.

"Of course