C142 one primer

It was a black Friday.

The sky was cloudy and cloudy.

On the 19th floor of the Teng Wang Hotel, Yan Yun stood in front of the window of his suite and lit up a cigarette.

Smoke curled up around him, covering him with a mysterious veil.

"Boss, you can go if you want to!" Zhang Faner stood up from the sofa, and came to Yan Yun's side and said.

With Zhang Faner's information channels