C592 Giorgio's Hope

"Jiao Enzo, where are you now!?"

An elegant voice came out of the microphone, hoarse and exasperated, "Why didn't you answer my call? Why did you use a public language?"

Jiao Enzo, who was leaning in the kiosk, raised his hand to push the glasses on his nose. Only then did he realize that he was no longer wearing glasses, so he rubbed his mustache and chuckled lightly: "Young Master Gao