C703 Project

"What do you mean?"

Ouyang Qing'an's fingers unconsciously tapped on the table. His fingers were long and slender, and his fingertips were beating like they were playing a piano. But Director Kang was not in the mood to appreciate it. He was seriously considering Ouyang Qing'an's suggestion.

"In other words, we can choose the land in Yang Xiong's hands or the outskirts?"

"At present