In the car to talk to Huo Luo Feng Qiao eat dinner, the highest level Roche Group Building, Luoze Lan listen to the next start, then raised his head from a number of files, good-looking brow screwed up: “What did you say?”
“Recently these God, someone has been investigating Ms. Cassidy and Mr. Ming in secret. We don’t know the
origin of each other.” Luo Zelan took the phone and dialed Cassidy’s number, but no one answered. He frowned and hung up and went directly to Luo. Qiao’s office called one, and he didn’t let him wait too long this time, and the opposite party quickly picked it up.
“Hello, who?”
Luo Zelan: “Where is Qiao Qiao now?”
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