"Hahaha, Tang Wen definitely can't do this." Xiangyun laughed.
"Of course. It's ridiculous that he can even handle Zhang Xiaotian. Even I, Kong Ming, can't deal with it, so who else can it be in the Black Tortoise region but me?" Xi Kongming sneered.
"We'll definitely make a profit and not lose anything. By then, we'll have 100 billion Yuan worth of goods from sumei supermarket. Even if we give all of them to Zhang Xiaolin, we won't lose anything." Zhao Jin laughed.
"Tang Wen is going to cry himself to death." Wan Fuyuan laughed out loud and madly, shaking the beams of the house.
"None of them are good!" Tang Wen had already set up pinhole cameras in the conference room to broadcast the scene live. He was watching and listening to this group from the carriage.
Zhang Xiaotian lived in the Xuanwu garden. The environment inside was quiet and elegant. It was the place where the city Lord of Xuanwu city received guests.
