C1319 Gift

The manager's legs went soft, and he almost dropped to his knees. He laughed dryly, and his words were trembling. "What? How could that be? This is such a big misunderstanding. Young Master Bo, you... Do you still have work to do? You, you can leave first. I will take care of this matter here... I'll take care of it, so I won't delay you any longer."

Bo Qian looked at Mu Shinian