Gu Fang opened Zuo Huo's work pass. Zuo Huo's position and work number were clearly written on it, and the seal of the Tobacco Bureau was beside it.
Let alone Gu Fang, even Chen Feng and Chen Huan were shocked.
Chen Huan, in particular, felt a sense of regret as if she had missed out on a hundred million.
She had already said it, right? How could a man like Zuo Huo be just a cigarette seller?
Gu Fang was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She grabbed Gu Li's hand and asked, "This isn't true!"
Gu Li's face darkened. "I've already told you. Who else can you blame if you don't believe me?"
"Impossible!" Gu Fang said.
How could a small leader of the Tobacco Bureau, who could afford two houses in the capital, like a divorced woman like Song Yao? It must be fake!
She said, "Who are you kidding! Who knows if this seal is real! It must be…"
