chapter 43 Slap Santino Bishop wildly

Eleanor Bishop went to draw the number, number nine, and then waited uneasily.

She was very nervous and kept thinking in her mind, apart from the size of the clothing factory, what else about herself could impress others?

Old God Kayson Abbott was sitting comfortably. He had already edited a text message and sent it to Rabbit articulate, and he had won a mere contract with just one sentence.

The staff began to call the numbers, and the clothing manufacturers...