"Cough cough, drink tea, drink tea, why do I think the tea today is really good, Boss's private collection?"
The burly old man in uniform picked up the cup with a hearty laugh and took a sip, pretending to enjoy it.
"Agreed!"
"Agreed plus one!"
The elders sitting in the east and south nodded, and the tense atmosphere in the study suddenly dissipated, becoming harmonious and casual again.
Early morning, Paris, the international city of love.
The Champs Elysées, the most beautiful street in Paris, is named after the 'Fairyland in mythology' from Greek mythology.
Wang Chao wandered leisurely, admiring the scenery and the girls.
At his side was Zhuo Shiyue, who walked half a step behind him, his eyes also looking around in amazement.
When the Wolf Pack members execute tasks, they seldom come to such bustling places; even if they do, they come in a hurry and leave in a hurry, rarely stopping.
Let alone leisurely wandering around on the road like this.