C207 Meatometer

As for Manager Fang's curse, it really worked.

The scene fell into a rare silence. No one made a sound.

'F... "Director Fu!"

Suddenly, a nervous call broke the short silence.

The short fat man hurried over. At the same time, Fu Jie's expression became shocked.

"It's you?" "Hua Chenghui?" Fu Jie was startled.

Turn to dust? Such a name