Rong Zhao, male, Nin

At the end of the year, the collective team calculated the food rations for the educated youth.,Li Yan said nothing, just walked closer and looked at the truck full of things.,Ning Yuan looked puzzled: "What are you talking about These things were borrowed from the team. They're old, used office furniture. Lao Zhibishu wrote it down in black and white, with a receipt. I even promised to fix them up and return them later!"。