C1738 Chinese Patchouli and Modern Lifespan 3
The next morning.
Zhang Han opened the curtains and took a look at the company.
He had just woken up and it was already nine o'clock in the morning.
He washed up, dressed, and walked to the company.
"Assistant Zhang."
The girl at the front desk greeted him.
"Yes."
Zhang Han smiled and walked around the company.
When he got back to the office, his butt was still warm.
Dong Yan came
