C482 He had openly slapped the dog slave into the shape of a dog

"It's your turn." Long Lin stared at San Pudaxiong and laughed coldly, "Give me the cheque."

"You …"

San Pudaxiong's expression became incomparably ugly.

Although he was the Executive Director of Sanpu consortium's China District, he was just a dog slave of the island people after all. Even if he worked hard for his whole life