C184 Memories of the Meal(4)

"Uh, well, I want all the commission to be transferred to my overseas account in five minutes, Hank."

The Death God, Ye Feng, who was about to charge out, was also me. Suddenly, he turned around and said seriously to Hank, who had just heaved a sigh of relief.

"Do your job! I do mine!" Looking at Hank, I have no doubt that he is going to kneel down for me..