"What? Are you saying that I am a son-in-law and trash?"
Wang Ye sat at the door of the parking lot with his legs crossed, holding a small book in his hand.
"Come down and register, what? You are not from the Ye Group! Please get out!"
"Aren't you going out? How dare you call me a dead security guard? Don't you know that I am the biggest in this parking lot?"
The god of death is reborn, he only loves his wife, and he holds the position of a small security guard, but he shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the Ye family consortium!
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