C1017 The No1 Choice of the Scapegoat

Hou Yong paid the fare and quickly walked into the winery.

As soon as he entered the winery, he saw Qin Feng drinking tea alone. As for Hou Yong, he seemed to have seen Qin Feng before. The fat on his face was trembling, and his facial features were about to twist together. His smile was even brighter than a chrysanthemum.

"I am Hou Yong. Greetings, Mr. Qin." Hou Yong bowed towards Qin Feng