"It's about five or six hours at the slowest."

"Enough! You're waiting at home!"

Cai Bi was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Wang, you want..."

“Home visit!”

Hang up the phone.

Wang Han thought about it and called again, "Prepare the funeral industry in Guxing City for me."

Zhang Qingjun grabbed Wang Han's arm.

"I just want to live!"

"Don't worry, always, I'll definitely get things done for you! You're waiting for the whole family to reunite!"

Zhang Qingjun wanted to say something, but finally took back his hand. Since there is only this path to go, it is better to believe it thoroughly.

"Senior, then you can wait at home and we will come."

Zhang Qingjun opened and closed her mouth, trying to say something, but in the end she held back.

"good!"

If you say this, you have to hand over the box.

Wang Han held Zhang Qingjun's hand.

"It's not too late to give it to me after you come back!"

"good!"

"Brother Seven!" Wang Han shouted.

Huang Wang put the little cat on the ground, rubbed his head, got up and left.

Zhang Qingjun looked at Huang Wang and asked after hesitation.

"You really don't know Huang Mang, the head of the Buddhist sect,?"
Chapter completed!