C192 In the Future He Couldn't Lend the Little Girl out Anymore

Shi's.

Shi Beisheng sat in his office chair, his beautiful side profile reflected on the wall by the light. His eyes were slightly closed, and his gaze fell on the computer in front of him. His slender fingers moved on the keyboard.

"Ninth Master, the transaction time is almost up... It's time to prepare to leave." Meng Chao saw that Shi Beisheng was still processing the documents