C141 Dead Sea Room(1)

It was burned through money! A cell phone, more than half a year's living expenses! Zheng Lei sighed in his heart as he thought about how the gap between the rich and the poor would affect him. He smiled at the hoodlum and sent him away.

"Ten thousand!" Such a small card like this is actually 10,000. This old man's family money, are they all leaves? " Zheng Lei held onto his mobile phone card