Before the regular meeting began, I was sitting in the conference room wondering what happened to Meng.

Oh, Audi, although I don't know much about the car, and I don't know what model it is and how expensive it is, it's Audi. Even an old car, it's Audi. It's the driver Meng used to drive.

In this way, it's obvious that I hate for myself. It's not long before I got to the Changhai Sea. At my age, sitting in this position is beyond the bottom line of their acceptance. They had a lot of opinions about me, especially those of Meng Lao-san, who are eager to eat me.

Now...