C1161 Financing Orphanage

Rong Mingyuan nodded his head lightly, and a hint of a smile suddenly appeared on his face. "Mister Feng really does have some skill, to allow me to admit defeat."

He was no longer the man with the sharp edge. The current him was even more calm and reserved. No one knew what he was thinking about.

Feng Jingmo sized up Rong Mingyuan in his suit and leather shoes