C168 Black Hand

So the director stood there and watched Ye Tao and Zhang Guodong reminisce about the old days. He was neither leaving nor leaving and appeared to be extremely embarrassed. Now that Zhang Guodong was looking over, he hurriedly said, "Director Zhang, I'm not too sure about this. Do you still need to ask Fan Tong personally?"

"Rice bucket?" The expression on Zhang Guodong's face was a bit strange