C382 You Flick Your Fingers and Flick Your Fingers She Said

In the most high-class private room, He Jiaxing was having lunch with a man wearing a black T-shirt. There were four people sitting beside him, three of them were the lackeys of the man in the black T-shirt, and the other one was He Jiaxing's attendant.

There were many delicacies on the table, and each dish's price was astonishing, but for the sake of 10 million yuan and face