From the third floor down to the second floor, Hou Jing still drinks tea by the window. It's a pleasant appearance. In fact, he doesn't care whether it will collapse or not, as long as it's good for him.

I went with Zhu Ming and Hou Jing poured three more cups of tea. He smiled and greeted us to sit down. He did not ask about the progress of the negotiations. When we sat down, he just greeted us for tea.

I smiled and asked, "Brother Hou, are you free to come to the security company for a tailoring ceremony tomorrow?"

"Oh? Quick. It's all open. Hou Jing sighed, "When...