C230 An Unexpected Harvest
"So, have you thought it over?" Wang Mang lit another cigarette. He quietly looked at the twenty or so people who were thinking hard in the smoke.
"Mr. Mang, I am willing to join the organization!" Sitting at the conference table, Ye Yizhi, who was frowning, gritted his teeth. He finally made up his mind and stood up. He said with a loud and clear voice.
"Okay! I was right about you. Ye Yizhi