ichin was starting to get anxious, "How can they bite so tightly What are we going to do All the funds we have add up to only 12 billion. At this rate, there's a high chance they'll snatch this land a...Song Jiuzhou heard the manager's words and asked in some surprise, "What did you just call her"

When Li Yuanfu realized he could no longer hide it, he said: "QY was founded by Yan Yan."

"...You just said that this brand's designs are quite average..." Song Qiao Ying added, not forgetting to make her point.

Song Jiu Zhou five thunders strike the top.

Uncle, whatever you think I can improve on, please feel free to tell me.

Upon hearing this from Ou Yan, Song Jiuzhou was stunned for a moment before saying, "Uncle didn't know it was you who designed it... How are you so amazing At such a young age, you can already establish such a big brand"

Seeing that Euroyan didn't speak, Song Jiuzhou hurriedly said, “Uncle just wants to buy you something, to show my uncle’s heart. Just now my uncle was thinking about the ladies' area... suddenly I remembered that there are several styles in the men's area that my uncle likes.”

"Uncle doesn't have to like it, don't force him..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"

Just now, Mr. Song chose the shoes he usually likes.

"These scarves, brooches, watches, cufflinks... are all things Mr. liked, he has bought similar ones before."

....

Suddenly, half the men's section was emptied and packed up.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

The bodyguard was about to pay with Song Jiuzhou's card when Ou Yan stopped him, saying, "I want to give this to my uncle."

"That won't do!" Song Jiuzhou refused no matter what, "This way, your uncle will feel bad and wouldn't be able to sleep at night."

"My uncle won't let me give it to him, and I can't sleep either."will worship their ancestors... But my biological mother has no remains, and I haven't even seen my father's body...""Actually, there are the spiritual tablets of your parents at home... it was your h...