Taking the warehouse

"Can I exchange it for money" Fang Xing sat in the cramped rental house, eagerly awaiting a response from the other end of the phone.,"I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.,This is a refrigerated storage room, with white mist hanging in the air. Large chunks of beef are neatly stacked inside.。