C68 Little White Workers Can Only be Cannon Fodder

Su Yue, who went out to buy lunch, carried a plate of steamed rice in her left hand and a plate of chicken stew in her right hand. She placed it on the counter and looked at the phone in Luo Xiaojing's hand.

"You even want to introduce me?"

Su Yue also did not understand why Luo Xiaojing was so patient with her customers. Regardless of whether they were new or old