l this yellow-haired boy, who else can protect you"As soon as his words left his mouth, Xiong Bocheng's fingers lightly tapped.Only now did Huang Wu realize that his head had been hot. He'd believed,...e glanced at the young female salesperson's name tag, which read Wang Yan."Sir, what's your psychological price" Wang Yan asked again."They're all around 10 million or so! Of course, if there's a more...