C641 Invulnerability
When Zhou Yuheng received the call, his face slightly darkened.
However, he didn't get up. Instead, he casually put down his phone and continued to look at the situation of the stocks on the computer.
Wen Siling, Shee Manni?
"The buckle." The assistant knocked on the door three times and came in with a cup of tea. She smiled politely at Zhou Yuheng
