As he said that, Lin Xiaotian pulled the seat next to him and said, "Sit down, don't be polite."

“That’s my place.”

Jiang Bo couldn't help but say.

"So it's Mr. Jiang, so you can find a seat by yourself."

Lin Xiaotian smiled embarrassedly, then looked at Zhao Wenzhong: "Or you can squat down."

The man took a deep breath and looked back at Jiang Bo.

With that look, Jiang Bo immediately took a breath and took a few steps back.

"When you sit in your seat, do you have any objections?" Zhao Wenzhong asked.

"No-"

Jiang Bo's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would say the wrong thing.

So Zhao Wenzhong pulled the chair over and sat next to Lin Xiaotian.

"Don't worry, your old man will not die. When I'm full, I will go back to show you."

Lin Xiaotian glanced at Zhao Wenzhong who was sitting there reluctantly, and then muttered.

Let me tell you, the second chapter was blocked. The chapter was confusing. The newly updated palms were not displayed except for the readers on the browser. So I deleted and posted it again. I took care of the readers on the reader. I hope I can understand the readers on the browser. Oh, I feel tired. Writing a book is like dazhang.
Chapter completed!