The Appearance Of A Young Seller, 100 Million Yuan, No Bargaining
Editor: Atlas Studios
Luo Feng followed the address Cui Enqiao gave him and navigated to the nursing home.
The building near the nursing home was very new. It looked like it had only been repaired in the past two years, but the occupancy rate was not high. The red silk hanging on many balconies had already faded.
On the spacious street, the cars that used to pull construction materials were the most common. Construction workers covered in white dust walked towards the employers in twos and threes.
Luo Feng parked the car and saw Cui Enqiao squatting by the roadside eating bread.
Luo Feng took a bottle of water from the car and walked up to Cui Enqiao. "Sister Cui, didn't you eat lunch?"
Cui Enqiao did not expect Luo Feng to arrive so quickly. She swallowed the last mouthful in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the bread was a little big, causing her to choke and pound her chest.
Cui Enqiao heaved a sigh of relief after snatching the water from Luo Feng.