"Old Yang Tou, who the fuck are you talking to?" Liu Yong, who is on the other side of the telephone, is completely on fire. He is also in charge of his own affairs. Now even the old man on the guard dares to shout at himself. He really doesn't take himself seriously.

"Liu... Liu Chen, it's really you!" The old man paused, looked surprised, and rushed to his cell phone and said, "I... I didn't recognize it."

No, some people just don't clean up. They belong to the type of holding hands and beating backwards. You can't say no. They have to scold to be honest. They have to...