C83 Six Hundred Million Dollars for the Diaphragm

"It seems like Tangzong is not interested in my investment at all?" The Fuzilan was sitting on the ground calmly, not even raising his eyes.

Sure enough, the Jixiaorou did not have a good eye back then. She would take a fancy to this man who did not have a single ounce of dignity, and wouldn't achieve anything big.

"Of course I'm interested, Fuzong!" Tangchixu froze