Feng Chu called Lu Han Jiu. The other party seemed to be playing mahjong to discuss business.
Feng Chu only heard the sound of Mahjong tiles rattling. Then, the man’s half-smile tone came through the phone: “Chu Chu, we haven’t seen each other for a few days. Did you miss me?”
Miss You My Head. You’re such a big devil, which woman would miss you blind.
Feng Chu cursed in his heart.
But in order to get her reward back as soon as possible, she had no choice but to say nicely: “Ninth Master, the check you promised me the other day, it seems that you haven’t given it to me yet... . .”
“So you’re thinking about my money.”Lu Han Jiu laughed, but the temperature did not reach his eyes and his voice became slightly colder.
Feng Chu was anxious, thinking that he was going to cheat: “Ninth Master, you’re also a respectable person. You Won’t go back on your word with me right?”
