C311 Conspiracy(1)

In a luxurious villa in Fuzhou.

Ouyang Qingfeng held a glass of red wine in his hand, with a flattering smile on his face, he looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him with a profound look, and asked, "I will give you a week's time. A week from now, I want Glory Group to change his surname to Ouyang, and that hoodlum ?"

Ouyang Qingfeng did not finish his sentence