The other party spoke fluent English.
By the side, Su Qingmei was stunned!
From the sound of it, the other party was really a foreign old man!
Could it be that Sister Ziyun really knew the chairman of Laurel?
If that was the case, who exactly was Sister Ziyun?
Claude, who was sitting opposite him, also frowned slightly.
He also felt that the voice on the other end of the phone sounded familiar. It really sounded like the chairman's voice.
Did this woman really know his Chairman?
Impossible!
That was impossible!
If they really knew each other, why didn't they go through the Chairman instead?
Was there a need to go through so much trouble to get Luo Zhongyue to introduce him?
Xiao Ziyun held the phone and said in dissatisfaction, "Old man, don't speak English, speak Chinese!"
"Yes, Lord Jade-Faced Killing God!"
