Nanjiang, Computer store…
Song Fengwan didn't expect Xiao Jingan to kneel here. Everyone said that men had gold under their knees. Furthermore, he was still in public.
"Young Master Xiao, what exactly do you want?"
"Miss Song, please help me pass a message to President Yan." During this period of time, Xiao Jingan had been begging for help everywhere, so he no longer cared about his face.
"I told you that there's nothing I can do about this," Song Fengwan refused firmly.
"Can't you just say something for me? As long as you're willing to say something, President Yan will definitely help."
"That's impossible."
"Do you still care about what happened before? I've already been punished. If you don't feel satisfied, I can kowtow and apologize to you."
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