C77 White Money

"Jiang Feng, it's not a big deal if you can't get your hands on your present. Everyone knows your identity, and no one expects you, a take-out delivery, to deliver anything decent. But your slandering of my paintings is fake, and that's a moral issue." Soong Chongming said as he looked at Jiang Feng with contempt.

"How could Young Master Song buy a fake painting? Jiang Feng