"Ha ha?"

Zhuang Mingge's face was stunned, but the other party did not notice Zhuang Mingge's face at all. He chatted: "The president was suspended because of some things, and there was no financial source. Everyone was very nervous.

Long, take it as a contribution to St. Roland. ""

Several of the other party showed a happy smile, as if doing good things without leaving names.

"So ..."

Zhuang Mingge hadn't finished speaking. Several people took out their student IDs and handed them respectfully to Zhuang Mingge.

"There are five hundred credits in it, please take our heart!"

Zhuang Mingge's face was cold, but he bent his waist and looked at a few bad looks at the ground.

Several people shook their heads at the same time, "No, no, we don't think about the President of China, but the growing people are willing to tell us that some of us will guarantee that we will be in the belly.

. ""

"you……"

Zhuang Mingge just wanted to slap them directly to death, and suddenly there was a familiar voice behind it.

"Yi Barrett!"
Chapter completed!