The Fight for the thousand-year-old Ginseng

Hearing the knock on the door, Lin Qingsong walked over to open it.

When he saw who it was, Lin Qingsong called out, " boss Zhou!"

Zhou Xingfa had no idea what they were talking about, so he nodded in response. He then asked in confusion, " you are..."

Standing at the door, he couldn't see anything inside the room, so he didn't know Lin Qingsong's identity.

Lin Qingsong immediately clasped his hands and said, " I'm my master's guard! Boss Zhou, what's the matter? or rather, the money wasn't paid in full?"

The transactions here were all done on the spot.

The person was already in their hands, so the money must have already been in the hands of the auctioneer.

Zhou Xingfa shook his head. You're overthinking, "Sir. That's not what I'm talking about."

He stretched his head out to see the situation inside, but Lin Qingsong blocked his view, so he couldn't see anything.