The guy said loudly: "Thirty-two, Zhao Zijie." ”

A man dressed in a gray camouflage uniform, dressed like an uncle of migrant workers who went to the city to work on bricks, stood up with a look of ecstasy: "I, I'm Zhao Zijie." ”

Everyone looked at this migrant worker uncle with envy.

This uncle is really lucky......

"Master Mother, She Don't Want Me Anymore" Chapter 298 I'm much better than him I'm hitting it with my hand, please wait a moment,

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