Shakuras smiled, “Commander Mu, go sign for it, and let us all taste the curry rice made by Ling Qianjin.”
“Yes, right, go, go,” everyone agreed.
“Qaq! Can you not sign the receipt and not want to give these wolves the food made by my baby, it was wasted! It was wasted!” Frederick yelled in his heart.
“I want to take my eyes back to my own room to eat…” Allen looked at Commander Mu, who walked out of the meeting room step by step, feeling very sad.
“We didn’t say anything, so don’t let your breath go.” Nathan squinted at Alan.
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