C150 The Hope of Nong Shi Qiang

"Uncle De, how long have you followed me for?"

Nong Shiqiang's body was simply too fat, the moment he walked to the hall, he did not want to walk anymore, so he sat down at the table in the hall and started to make his own tea.

"I think I'll follow you the first year the boss came to England. As for how much … When people get old, I can't even remember how long I've been following you