Yang Tianzhen's Scammer Company?
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Luo Feng led Ai Tingya out of the Marriott Hotel. The pair of handsome man and beautiful woman attracted the attention of many people.
They were not in a hurry to drive away. Instead, they each held their stomachs and smiled tacitly as they walked towards the small frying shop opposite the street.
"I was too focused on talking just now and didn't eat much at all," Ai Tingya said pitifully. She felt that she could finish a recipe book looking at the ordinary stir-fry on the menu.
Luo Feng ordered a few of her favorite dishes and began to reminisce about what he had just said to Bezos.
"Do you think he'll agree?" Ai Tingya asked.
Luo Feng nodded. "He has no reason to disagree."
With his many years of experience as a Poofman, Bezos' expression just now was obvious that he had heard it in his heart. Not to mention leaving appropriately, giving Bezos time to reminisce.
It would not be long before he took the initiative to contact them.