Tomorrow the Heidian market will open for seven days.

But Song Yan had nothing to prepare for. After all, he had the power of perspective. He only needed to look at the original stone to know whether there was emerald in it.

"Old elephant, are you interested in going to the bar?"

At 9 p.m., Song Yan knocked at the door of Xiangshan and asked.

"You go, I won't go." The elephant mountain shook its head.

"That line." Xiangshan is reluctant to go and Song Yan is reluctant to go. After several days of getting along with him, he found that this fellow in Xiangshan has no bad habits at...