At this moment, the door was pushed open, and he turned around to see Gao Lin holding two cups of 'San Dun Ban' coffee in her hands.
"Is there still no news from Zhang Miao?" Gao Lin walked in gracefully.
Yan Zhongyi exhaled a long puff of smoke and sighed, "Not yet. I'm asking for help from someone, so I'm sorry to rush for results!"
Gao Lin nodded and sat in front of Yan Zhongyi.
Yan Zhongyi held the cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes. He puffed out smoke for a while and then stuffed the cigarette B*tt into the ashtray.
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