Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?

an't even remember such trivial matters"Mr. Fu wasn't just talking, his wrinkled hands grasped the handles of the rocking chair, and with Zhang's help, he slowly stood up."Come, let's go to the living...common ground to talk about. 。Time flies. 。They didn't finish their conversation until a staff member ushered them back to the lounge. 。As soon as I entered the rest room, a staff member was already...