C110 Nanzhou Vibrations
"Mr. Ye …" Lyu Fengren had a worried expression.
Ye Hong waved his hand and took out his phone. He made a call: "Hello? "I've met with some trouble, so I was ridiculed by others for not even being able to pay for a meal. One million eight hundred and twenty thousand, prepare it for me."
After making this call, Ye Hong put his phone away.
Brother Nan raised his eyebrows and said
