The second floor of wanjialou. After entering here for the second time, I once again feel the gap between the second floor and the upper floor. Compared with the above, it's just a vegetable market. There are so many noisy people and so many voices.

Yuan Ye directly rents a stall and sits down with his knees crossed. The skin of the snow fox in the cold pond is beside him without shouting. He keeps his eyes closed.

"fucking here!" Suddenly, a rough voice with anger began to ring.

Yuan Ye opened his eyes and saw Gong Gang, the head of the nuclear carving department, coming over with a red...