C7 Yijia Real Estate

A few minutes later, Zhou Hao left the commercial district, his face ashen.

"Young man, did you manage to rent the shop?"

At the entrance, he encountered the same aunt from before.

In that moment, he felt like he was going to explode with rage.

Without pausing, Zhou Hao turned on his heel and walked away.

He had never expected to run into Su Lang on the commercial street