Chapter 149

was blocking seven or eight male employees outside the office and wouldn't let them in.One man in a white shirt pleaded, "Assistant He, I really like Mr. Ou..."I'm just asking, where did you get the c...l servants, went to the truck to unload things.Song Qiao Ying, sitting on the sofa, remembered that every mid-month, a driver would deliver rice, oil and salt to their doorstep.From the surveillance p...