C657 You still have ten minutes

"Lin San, who is Lin San?" Zhao Yangcheng looked at Jun Haotian in puzzlement.

Shao Guodong continued to cough on the side. That snow-white handkerchief was already crippled. Shao Guodong's eyes became dimmer and dimmer, and his expression became uglier and uglier.

Jun Haotian hurriedly said, "Chief, don't be so busy with the banquet, find me a quiet place to rest first