C92 Liu Dejun's Trump Card, the Sanction of the Fabric Factory.

Chen Fann was threatening them. He told them that if they wanted to go back on their word after taking the trousers, they had to think twice about it. The pants here were very fast and there were a lot of them. They could not afford to lose them!

"Don't worry!" Chen Qiang patted Chen Fann's shoulder and said earnestly