Treasure Eye

A shout pulled Yang Bo out of his thoughts, and he hurriedly replied, "Good, I'm coming!",The guest and the boss chatted for a few words, and soon sold the bottle of mallet under the boss's three-inch tongue. The two parties paid and signed the contract.,He didn't know how long he had been there. When Yang Bo finally came to his senses, he rushed back, holding the lunch box in his hand.。