C1879 Clean sky

Li Erzi didn't know how to console me, he could only pat my shoulder and leave.

Only then did I find Fang Qianjin's number to call.

"Hello, Boss Fang," I said politely.

Fang Qianjin sounded good on the phone, and heartily greeted me: "Haha, Zhang Wen, what business do you have with me? This time, you won't let me restore the steel bar, right? "

I smiled