Name a Price

After talking for a long time, Zhang Lanfeng was not moved at all. He stood up, stood at the highest floor of the inn and looked down, the cold wind whistled past his ears, and he could not even see the end of it. The cold atmosphere immediately stimulated Zhang Lanfeng's thoughts, and he quickly closed the window, slowly turning around.

"Hurry up and notify the media, tell them that there's important news. It's about the scandal regarding Gong Chen, and tell them to bring their cameras and come here immediately …"

"No matter how ruthless and merciless Ye Luoli is, we don't dare to make a move in front of so many people. Our final goal isn't Gong Chen anyway, so it's fine to offend him, it doesn't affect our plans …" Once he thought about it, Zhang Lanfeng would suddenly think of a way to save his life, and Xiao Ling was definitely not one to fall into Ye Luoli's hands. He was a sharp blade by his side, and was extremely useful.