C1392 The Heaven's Gate Gold Trading Company

"We're here!" The driver's cold voice rang out.

A four-legged driver ran faster than a two-legged driver. The three-hour journey only took half an hour. Dongfang Qingyu got out of the car and paid for the radish meal. He felt a little heartache. Two gold coins.

"In the service industry, as long as it's worth it, don't worry about money." Dongfang Qingyu smiled and comforted him