The white king

Li Tian was stunned for a moment. He then saw a hand lift the curtain and a person's face was revealed.

"Chief Steward Fang!"

Li Tian raised his hand and saluted. He had really worn out his iron shoes to look for it, but it had come to him without much effort.

Fatty and Feng Qiao followed suit.

"You didn't enter the residence?" General manager Fang's brows slightly furrowed.

"It's a long story." Li Tian's lips curved into a bitter smile.

Manager Fang's gaze swept across Li Tian and the other two. He didn't say anything, but stood up and walked out. However, he didn't get out of the car. Instead, he stood aside and opened the curtain.

When the carriage saw this, it immediately walked over and took out a small stool from the side of the carriage and placed it on the ground.

Li Tian and the other two looked at each other, then walked to the side and stared at the carriage.