C658 Xia Yanxing

The immigrant center was still brightly lit at one o'clock in the morning.

The people from the Immigration Department had changed, but Chris still hadn't slept.

"Everett, why haven't you slept yet?"

Chris yawned as he watched Everett walk over.

Chris had been busy for the past few days. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep. The days of borrowing money made him look terrible