C962 Why don't you pull it out and shoot it?

I said, "Call Secretary Fang and let him handle this."

The Director You nodded his head slightly. I frowned as I looked at the fat driver of the Land Rover. Before I could open my mouth to pursue the matter, he took the initiative to scold: "Fuck, how did you stop your car? Look at my car! Compensation, you will have to compensate! "

Director You and I looked at each other